Jolene expects that we will have an adventure every single day. Mister hopes we don’t. He likes to keep it between the lines. As for me, I want to build a life that I want to live in. That goal has never changed, but age and my cantankerous nature redefine it every few years. I … Read more
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
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
That morning, we got up at the usual time, but I didn’t go out to do chores. Instead, I took a shower and put clean clothes on. Jolene freaked out. How did she know? It was our ORT scent work trial. Just a half-day event, and only 15 miles from home. Let the wiggle-dance begin. … Read more
The farrier came this week. Every year or so, he suggests I quit my day job and hold horses for him. He knows that in some people’s eyes, it would be a demotion. Every year, I consider it. It isn’t that my horses are perfect. It’s just that I never make things worse. The art … Read more