The Blog

  • Closure.

    Closure.

    Winter comes, slowly, easing down upon us like a warm wool blanket with every falling leaf, rising river, dropping mercury and silent stilling along our quiet dirt road. Days are shorter, darker, easier with resting soil and shovels and shoulders; nights long enough to savor spending time together on the old worn sofa beside my… Read more

  • Birthday blessing

    Birthday blessing

    Yesterday was my birthday. No big deal when you’re turning 57. But in it’s simplicity of celebration, it was beautiful, and I was so glad to be alive. One year ago, I was plotting and planning a way to fall in love with life and living again. Guess what? It worked. ❤️ Heartfelt gratitude to… Read more

  • A return to the mundane.

    A return to the mundane.

    (yesterday’s ring of fire eclipse, as seen through my welding helmet) (and there’s Bob, watching the eclipse from in front of our house) So she settles into the mundane after a journey of 1500 miles. About 1000 of those miles were horseback. And all of it was a lot. At least it was for me.… Read more

  • With Gratitude.

    With Gratitude.

    The wood shed is almost full. The summer weeds are pulled, the winter garden planted. Summer’s fires have settled and the rainy season started early. No more excuses. Time to get to work on all those Thank Yous! In writing letters and looking over my journal of the journey, the theme presented itself endlessly: lessons… Read more

  • There is no happily ever after.

    There is no happily ever after.

    This is not how I wanted it to end. Not for Canela. Not for Crow nor Bayjura. Not for me. Not for you. But Life is not a Fairy Tale. There is no Happily Ever After. Instead, there is this never ending story of love and loss, up and down, light and dark, pleasure and… Read more

  • Home coming, coming home.

    Home coming, coming home.

    This is not how it was supposed to be. I was supposed to share how wonderful it was spending precious time together with my husband and son, working the land like we do, before returning to California. And it was all that and more. It was the old dog I was worried about. 13 years… Read more