Days of the Long Shadows
I love the fall for its brisk air and special kind of light.
Without Graidy as Wink’s point person, he has become even more attached to me, if that’s possible. Which means he doesn’t do well when I’m not in his immediate orbit.
So I stopped going for walks because Wink, at 12 1/2 years old, can’t walk as far as I like to go. Then I thought–that’s silly, there must be a solution. And sure enough…
I found this No-Zip Expedition Zipperless Entry Pet Stroller on Amazon

I’ve been on a bit of a health kick lately, as there are some physically demanding activities I’m planning on doing and I need to make sure my body can keep up.
So, of course, all research leads to the internet. But, as we know, it’s also a place full of minefields; a big one being health and fitness. So when I saw this, I wasn’t surprised.

(You can find more infographics at Statista)
“The heart of the global … Read More
Cait is going through “a phase” where she prefers to be independent in every imaginable way, including relationships. Some of it, I think, stems from being in a time-sucking pre-med program with a concurrent job in an ER, while looking at looming med school debt. So I wasn’t surprised to get this text. Yet I can’t help myself but want to encourage her to be more open to all of life.
And, just like her, she snapped me back to … Read More
I have lived in this house, on this property, for a very long time. The longest I’ve lived anywhere by double.
And I like to think that I’m an observant person because I usually am.
But this totally slipped by me for who knows how long. Until a few days ago.
(Actually, it was Cait who noticed it while home because her two roommates contracted covid. But that’s another story.)
A MULBERRY TREE!! Bearing mulberries. Lots of them!
So, of … Read More
Graidy has been gone for a month now. It’s been 20 years since we’ve been a one-dog-family. It’s taking some adjusting for both me and Wink.
I worried that Wink would go into a deep depression without his best bud. And he did for a little while. But he seems to have rebounded.
In part, because he gets to do something now that rarely happened when Graidy was alive. He gets to come on walks with me now.
No matter … Read More

The first day I met Graidy at Glen Highland Farm Rescue.

Whenever I think of Graidy, this is the pose I think of him in the most. Facing out, looking off into the distance. In fact, this is the first vision I had of him before I even met him. I wrote this story as fiction because it’s pretty fantastical about how he found me. But every word of it is true.

This is my favorite photo of him. … Read More