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 →
I found this fallen nest this morning while out feeding my critters. My mind can't help but go to the little owl who's been hooting a lonely, somber hoot for days, if not weeks, every morning before the sunrise...(the one I mentioned here only days ago: https://adonkumentary.com/2022/11/02/little-owl/) I did hear her this morning, long before... Continue Reading →
A Donkumentary 