Sunday mornings are meant for spooning. Even the cracker lets his girl smooch him. 

This month's masthead is brought to you by the letter "B."  B is for butterfly, bee and bull thistle.  I could watch nature's co-workers for hours as they each take what they need from the thistle. As long as I didn't have to move much.

The other day, I came home to find not one, but two pairs of leather shoes, completely in tact, sitting exactly where I left them,  right under Juno's nose. I thought that maybe she had finally grown out of her mastication crimes and it made me kind of sad.

If you can't fly then run, if you can't run then walk, if you can't walk then crawl, but whatever you do you have to keep moving forward.”  ~ Martin Luther King Jr. A flock of brawny pelicans soar the sky above the sea one evening. I'm feeling weak and my headaches have returned. All […]

This past weekend we celebrated Loki's sixth year with us and his seventh birthday.  I could live three lifetimes with Loki and it wouldn't be long enough to truly understand the complexity of his emotional and behavioral make-up.

A few weeks ago, the cracker, the criminal and I had a fantastic 6-mile hike, climbing up 1500 feet. Yes, it's true. I'm getting a lot better.  But I still have a long way to go. I'm functioning anywhere between 30-40% my normal level. And while a 6 mile hike may seem like I'm fully […]

As they say, the goats have moved on to greener pastures. But I couldn't let one more opportunity for a goat post pass me by.

It was 7 pm on a Friday. Rush hour for the mountains. I spotted a man looking down the hillside at our pasture where the goats were grazing. I sighed contently. "Another lookie-loo admiring the goats," I thought. It made me happy that people enjoyed watching them. But as I passed the man, I noticed […]

The Saturday following the arrival of our Hungry Goats, Mr. Wild Dingo and I entered the pasture from Lower Nitwit trail to begin our dog walk.  As usual, I began taking photos while Mr. Wild Dingo, the cracker and the criminal all patiently looked on.  Then I saw a little black blob that wasn't there […]

It's that time of year again when the pasture at the end of NitWit trail becomes overgrown. Normally we use our fantastic land clearing crew who've not only developed Lower Nitwit trail but have been instrumental in keeping the property fire-safe. We were at a point though that it was becoming more difficult to manage […]