I would order up an hour of silence every day. All human-generated noise would cease. All cars and planes would stop. Bass booming radios thumping out of car windows would go silent. Construction of any kind would momentarily end. TVs, computers, radios, and all electronic equipment would be turned off. And all humans would go stand outside in nature and rediscover what they’ve been missing.… Read more
A day in the life of two contented snuggle bunnies… Read more
Cait and I have a longstanding bedtime tradition. She snuggles in, I sit next to her, and we talk about the day. We always start with Best Part, Worst Part, and Don’t Tell. Best Part is for talking about the best part of our day. Likewise for Worst Part. Cait came up with the Don’t Tell some years back when she’d desperately wanted to tell me a secret. It has morphed into sharing with each other … Read more
Graidy came to us two years ago. He was found as a starving street stray and brought into Border Collie rescue. Lillie Goodrich’s team of terrific people at Glen Highland Farm provided a loving safe haven. He is a total class clown and makes me laugh out loud several times a day.… Read more
Hard to believe that she’s 7 years old already!… Read more
A couple of years back, Cait was facing some difficult changes. No amount of putting a happy face on how it would all work out made a dent. She was focused on the loss and the feeling that she couldn’t control what was happening to her. I watched my happy-go-lucky, optimistic daughter turn into a despondent worrier.
Having spent my professional adulthood looking deeply into people’s lives, I fully understood how, sometimes, it only took one life event to cause … Read more
…would be punishable by Slow Dial-Up.
We’d all agree that spam is an annoying nuisance —a pesky swarm of e-mosquitoes dive-bombing our in-boxes. We all hate it so much that we would never knowingly forward spam to our friends. Right?
Several times a week, I get what I call “superstitious spam emails†from friends—the 21st Century version of chain letters. You know the kind: Read this little prayer, ditty, cute pics with captions, and forward it to fill-in-the-number of … Read more
I started my first garden when I was twelve; I went out to the back field and dug myself up a quarter acre. I’ve rarely missed a summer since. I do some of my best thinking digging in the dirt.
This picture is of two of my garlic plants nuzzling each other. Aren’t they beautiful!… Read more
