“Cat sighting!” I called out to Bruce when I saw the black cat stalking through our field. As the weather cooled he worked his way up to our barn….
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Sometime around President Trump’s inauguration my heart started rippling in my chest. My sleep was haunted by the kind of nightmares that feel like cattle prods to my feet and that…
I think about dying often now that I’m on the other side 60, the year my mother died. Since I’m one of these people who likes to get things done…
When the sun appeared after a month of pewter skies, I was startled to see the beauty of our shadows gliding along the ditch, the incarnate dogs and shadow dogs…
When I met Bitsy, she sniffed my shoes. Maybe that’s a good sign from a cat that G said used to attack her when she visited her mom. She’s a handsome…
Bruce said, “Come and see.” I laid the handle of my manure cart against its side and walked around to the back of the manure pile. A gash had been…
One summer we harvested a gorgeous crop of grass hay. We counted 334 bales, a year’s supply but I told a friend I’d sell her some if there was extra….
1. In February the sun came out after a long month of gray skies and no shadow. Light flashed into our house with the subtlety of the tongues of flame…
Whenever I crawl under the afghan Bruce’s grandmother knitted, I feel her love wrapping around me, a firm, warm hug, though I never met her. Perhaps she prayed for me,…