Photo & Poem: A Donkey’s Years

  His bray begins with a shallow panting, as he aligns the end of his nose level with his back, his ears splay flat as the horizon. Then his ribs spread wide, gasping more air in and sounding the long exhale, punctuated by the flexing of his belly muscles for a prodigious honking howl, as … Read more

Surviving Old Age: Part One.

Can we talk about surviving old age?¬† It isn’t mine I’m worried about. It’ll catch up without any help from me. I am more concerned with the herd here at Infinity Farm. We used to positively percolate with vitality and there was a dancing¬† joie de vivre here on the windy, treeless prairie. Everyone bounded … Read more