False Spring and the Dying Gasp of Winter

Have you been hibernating? It’s a smart choice, but time to wake up. The geese are back. I’ve been courting Canada geese since moving to this farm. There is a trail of streams and ponds that crosses my Colorado prairie, enabling me to have rare waterfront property. I was thinking I’d be watching sunsets over … Read more

The January Manure Wars

I like to use farm implements for a couple of years after they first break down because I’m frugal. Think of it as recycling by stubborn over-use. I’ve been spreading horse manure over every inch of my farm for a few years. My small manure spreader rattles and hums in the summer, and pounds and … Read more

Photo & Poem: Hand-Me-Downs

  Leota would send a note warning that she’d put something in the mail and we waited. She was a distant relative who never visited, but she had girls older than us. Soon a big cardboard box arrived filled with pleated wool skirts and pastel sweaters; good school clothes, all store-bought. Leota’s girls must have … Read more

Photo & Poem: Bond

  He said show her who’s boss. Standing with her head in the corner and hooves nervous on the straw, a wild-eyed, pregnant pinto pony, no taller than the quiet girl in a boy’s t-shirt. The dad said she has to respect you, setting them up for a fight. He goaded the girl forward, her … Read more