A wise old owl lived in an oak
The more he saw the less he spoke
The less he spoke the more he heard.
Why can’t we all be like that wise old bird?
~ Oxford Nursery Rhyme¹
Last weekend, we all celebrated Juno’s 7th birthday and 6th anniversary with us. Instead of the typical family day with just the four of us, we took a very big hike in the mountains with some friends and dog pals. Juno is nothing if not social. She enjoys the company of other dogs on our [...]
If you can’t fly then run, if you can’t run then walk, if you can’t walk then crawl, but whatever you do you have to keep moving forward.” ~ Martin Luther King Jr. A flock of brawny pelicans soar the sky above the sea one evening. I’m feeling weak and my headaches have returned. All [...]
A few weeks ago, the cracker, the criminal and I had a fantastic 6-mile hike, climbing up 1500 feet. Yes, it’s true. I’m getting a lot better. But I still have a long way to go. I’m functioning anywhere between 30-40% my normal level. And while a 6 mile hike may seem like I’m fully [...]
It was 7 pm on a Friday. Rush hour for the mountains. I spotted a man looking down the hillside at our pasture where the goats were grazing. I sighed contently. “Another lookie-loo admiring the goats,” I thought. It made me happy that people enjoyed watching them. But as I passed the man, I noticed [...]
The Saturday following the arrival of our Hungry Goats, Mr. Wild Dingo and I entered the pasture from Lower Nitwit trail to begin our dog walk. As usual, I began taking photos while Mr. Wild Dingo, the cracker and the criminal all patiently looked on. Then I saw a little black blob that wasn’t there [...]
It’s that time of year again when the pasture at the end of NitWit trail becomes overgrown. Normally we use our fantastic land clearing crew who’ve not only developed Lower Nitwit trail but have been instrumental in keeping the property fire-safe. We were at a point though that it was becoming more difficult to manage [...]
Anyone can end up in hell: by the choices you make or by the luck of the lottery. Since nobody’s going to reach in to pluck you out of hell and plop you into paradise, you have two choices: stay there and be miserable or claw your way out—one inch at a time. That clawing [...]
Sometimes I feel like Lyme disease is a black hole and I’m standing on its event horizon. Petrified, yet consumed with its mystery. My feet too heavy to move from the crushing grip it has on me. One second of my life spent frozen on the event horizon and a life time of the world [...]
It seemed like an eternity passed before I could find an angle that would capture both the dogs and a good portion of one of my favorite walking spots. After a few minutes of positioning the dogs, testing the angles and arguing with the cracker that “stay” means “stay” and that “look” means “look at [...]