This year, I’ve read quite a few pieces about being conflicted about the celebration of Independence Day, and the USA in general. “The 4th of July is complicated for me
I’ve been working on stamina with my horse, Buzz. Like most Quarter Horses, he’s built for explosive speed over short distances, followed by a distilled, lengthy sense of easy-going-ness. He
The wind is howling today. The rattle and wheeze of it against our creaky house woke our little guy early this morning, and when Adam got ready for work in
I was in a flash nonfiction contest recently, and we had to incorporate the sentence: “It wasn’t a crisis yet” into our essay. What a loaded premonition. It’s gotten me
I’ve been sick this week, the kind of sick that sucks up time like a labrador retriever does meals. I spent a couple of days groaning and sleeping and feeding