Carol said I should ride Tessie as much as possible because she needs to build up her muscles to do what I ask her. And she is fat. As with…
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…
Since it’s the the end of January, that time when winter stretches out without much to look forward to and February can be a cruel month–Lent comes late this year and…
Since we moved to the farm, when I think about Christmas eve, I think about the old legend how the animals speak when the clock moves over midnight. I have…
December 2015 I’ve been riding Tessie through her bucks and bolting for the last month’s worth of lessons. She’s telling me something but I’m not sure what, though yesterday when…
I walk the dogs down the road first thing. The moon hugs earth shine, the sun an orange glow on the horizon, the sky smoky, stars fading. I’m not much…
When I was a young girl preachers terrified me when they shouted about damnation and hellfire. Even Jesus’ words aren’t so gentle when He talks about outer darkness and…
If everyday is Saturday for a retired person, how do you catch a break? How do you get a day off from the day off? Lately I’ve found myself bone…
It’s been sad month, so I thought I’d share a few poems from my unpublished collection: The Grieving Dreams. I made these poems after my brother died nearly 28 years…
I rode Tessie through fear the other day and kept thinking about the old lines by Percy Shelley, “Oh wild west wind, thou breath of autumn’s being” only this was early…