Wrangler Dani

This song kept re-playing in my head this weekend.  It was a beautiful, stretching, grace-filled, joyful and challenging three days. Rocky and Jennifer got married.  I had the girls over

I like the name Julia, but I would never name my daughter that. People would call her Jul-YA, and that would drive me crazy. That’s not her name. Julia needs

Today I worked at Anthropologie for a few hours, helping with inventory. In exchange, I got $10/hour, the privilege of getting up before 4 am, an employee discount-for-a-day and a

This is the humdrum of life: I can hear seals ar-ar-ar-ing somewhere on the water. The guy next door has been drilling loudly on something very hard for about a

…spelling bees are for the incredibly smart. We’re working and drinking coffee and watching the Scripps National Spelling Bee this morning, and I’ve never been so envious of a bunch

Part 1 and Part 2 are around here somewhere… A couple of weeks later, we had another horse camp.  April was allowed to return on a strict “first-strike-you’re-out” policy, as

Part 1 is HERE. One night, around midnight, campers were tucked in their bunks and the whole ranch was peaceful, taking time to itself after a long day.  The only

I’ve been wanting to tell this story for a long time now, and I realized the other day that this was really my first intro to Therapeutic Riding, though I

I’m out of ideas and don’t have a sister to interview, but need to get the juices flowing on a gloomy gray Monday morning. So here goes, the latest in

This made me sigh and think and feel and ponder. Enjoy.