Life and Death, Again. I Guess That’s the Way of Things.

It wouldn't rain. My goodness, had it been trying to, but it just would not rain. The thing about late, Texas spring is that when the sky tries to rain, but can’t, we’re all left wandering through soupy, walking-through-a-warm-wash-cloth air that gets trapped around the middle of the rib-cage when you inhale. For those of …

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Life. Death. And Somewhere in the Middle

As part of my morning routine, after coffee and a stretch and in addition to feeding the dog and giving the donkeys a pet, I check the chicken coop for any newly laid eggs in which to collect. For the past month or so, however, I have been unable to collect eggs because one of …

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A Season for Carving

With one hand lightly resting atop Bunny’s middle back and the other navigating a blue-handled, circular brush in thin lanes along her shedding side, I’ve just realized that I should have probably put some sunscreen on the back of my neck. I can’t see it, but it feels dark pink. Although it’s been about 6 …

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Growing Pains

When King Ranch and I decided to make the move to this property a year ago, one of the things I couldn’t wait to get going was a garden. I so desired the opportunity to build a homestead - to live off the land. It’s taken us a whole year, but we’ve finally done it …

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Full Circle

It’s 4:30 in the afternoon and Little Foot has just gone down for his afternoon nap. For the past 45 minutes or so, he’s become increasingly fussy - throwing toys and arching his back - a key indicator that he’s tired. Nap time is a bigger fight than it used to be - he pulls …

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Beginning a Garden

Wearing a bright green sweatshirt that's sporting a brown t-rex, Little Foot is stumbling around through dried, crinkled leaves while waving a short, dry stick in the air and giggling uncontrollably. Just in front of him is Thing One who seems only mildly okay with being chased in circles through the yard. I’m watching this …

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Do You Believe in Magic?

It’s approaching 1 in the morning and I still can’t sleep. This pillow is all wrong. I sleep with it every night but for some reason right now, it feels foreign - like I’m back in college sleeping on someone’s futon and they’ve tossed me a couch cushion in lieu of a proper pillow. Little …

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The Weight of Gray

It’s as gray as gray can be outside. The sky hangs heavy in gray. The temperature is hovering around a somewhat breezy, freezing gray. The trees are a bare and skeletal gray. All this grayness has left King Ranch, Little Foot, and I all a bit gloomy-gray ourselves. We bundle up Little Foot into his …

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The Dark Side of the Donkey

Donkeys have been the most surprising creatures I’ve ever encountered. Having no previous exposure to livestock but for the occasional pat of a snout here and there, I wasn’t sure what to expect when we adopted Bunny and subsequently, Tee. What King Ranch and I are learning is that the donkey is not only loyal, …

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The River Runs Quickly

It’s 2:00 in the afternoon and Little Foot and I are sitting on the back patio – he in his Little Tikes swing and I on a patio chair. All is hauntingly quiet outside but for the light panting of Thing One and Thing Two sprawled out on the cool concrete below us and the …

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