Authors, Literary Dogs, and Artificial Intelligence

A beady-eyed burnt-orange sun crept over a smoky horizon, and it’s hot-air balloon season in Colorado. Juxtaposition: A new day dawns, but the same destructive fires continue to destroy homes, kill animals, and upend lives while others carry on as usual. My hay guy just delivered a load, $2.50 a bale more than the last … Read more

Jolene and the Healing Quality of Dog Spit

I can’t remember having leaves so early on our high desert prairie. Shade is scarce since losing our trees. There’s just enough room under the lilac bush for the dogs. The lack of lawn doesn’t change. Call it fire mitigation because I’m not watering sod meant to be living in Kentucky. It’s windy, of course, … Read more

Jolene Just Knows the One Word

I’m starting to look like Garrison Keillor. You know, if I dyed my hair brown. I’m not bragging, just stating the facts. Mister nods. I don’t know why we compare unknowns to famous people. It’s crazy. Once, someone compared me to Ann Lamott. Wow. We’re both pretty spiritual, but I let animals say the God … Read more

Writing a Letter About Books and Ordinary Days.

Here on the high desert prairie, the grasses are a flat dry tan, and we won’t see green again all winter. But as the ground lies fallow, it’s as if the sky stands up even taller and says watch this! Each sunrise is a pink and yellow watercolor wash that starts as safety-vest orange with … Read more