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When the first foot of snow fell on October 4, it marked the beginning of a winter of never ending storms that would eventually do their best to consume me. Once or twice a week, clouds gathered over the Zirkel … Continue reading
I like the way Best Friends Animal Sanctuary writes about their rescue stories. There’s a paragraph, two at most, describing the harrowing plight of a dog, cat, horse, pig, parrot. Disney style. G-rated (PG-13 in a pinch). Laddie was found … Continue reading
moving cows, extracting oil, and loving a rural schoolhouse The first time I really saw the Coalmont Schoolhouse, my legs were quivering with muscle fatigue on both sides of the round-barreled palomino called Goldie. Topping the final rise and following … Continue reading
In August, I donated a half dozen books to a fundraising sale. Except for the holes it made in the stacks and rows and uneven piles of vintage volumes, dog-eared paperbacks and pricey hardcover bestsellers, nothing else changed about the … Continue reading
When I was in elementary school, my teacher gave us an assignment for science class that lasted several months. We were to find an active bird nest, watch it every day, and record the activity of its inhabitants in a … Continue reading
“….the rush forward to the end, the leap that you take into the middle of danger when all you can do is look straight at it, because whatever is coming will come.” — from The Postmistress, by Sarah Blake … Continue reading