of self love, vulnerability, and of course, donkeys
It's a beautiful thing, seeing four generations of the same sunflower that towered over you four years ago. Four years ago, before the pandemic changed our world, back when I had all of my organs, back when I used to travel several times a year and thought I had the path of my future all... Continue Reading →
Something reminded me of a post I published back in 2015 (2015! Both the blink of an eye and an eternity at the same time) and as I read through the story, I found myself holding back tears. The emotions bubbled from a place of parenthood: remembering my child as being small enough to sway... Continue Reading →
It's my favorite time of day; the time when the sky slowly shifts from black to gray as you watch it, but if you turn your gaze elsewhere for only a minute or two, suddenly blues have appeared when you look back. I'm sprawled on the couch in my living room with a cat in... Continue Reading →
Today, a tempest overtook the entirety of SE Texas and just like I've done before, I found myself dashing from the barn to under the carport without an umbrella or a towel so that for, oh, I don't know, five or ten minutes, I sat on a fold out chair until I stopped dripping.It reminded... Continue Reading →
It’s mid-afternoon on another day in which the Texas weather can’t make up its mind about what to do. This morning, the air was thick and hung heavy over the ground, flies and grasshoppers rattling in the fallen leaves. The sun peeked through a web of thick clouds and it was bath-water warm. But now,... Continue Reading →
A Donkumentary 