Winter, my bigfoot days

Winter, my bigfoot days

As the temps drop and snow builds up I find myself heading to check on, feed, water and clean Star and Vanilla more often than in the nicer weather. It is beautiful these cold mornings. But Vanilla is now an older llama, approaching 20 years. Star is young and...
A gift from Dick

A gift from Dick

The dashboard of my car had a tiny plastic cow sitting on it, a jersey cow. I knew right away Dick had set it there….. He had left some other days and I still keep one up in the bedroom. Dick and I starting the farm Dick in Tyringham with a large herd of Jersey...
And then I started a fire

And then I started a fire

And then I started a fire. I had set up the old hot plate with the double boiler in the room so that kids could do batik. I had carefully put down plastic around a couple dye buckets so that we could try the process. It was supposed to be simple and rewarding and the...
Restoring the past

Restoring the past

  The wind swirled into the south window as my husband Dick and I stood in the upstairs of our old tenant house with my Mom and Dad. This house stood up the hill from our farmhouse and had been abandoned for years. Built in the 1800s, rumor had it that once it...
Back in the saddle again

Back in the saddle again

So after twenty something years I got to ride a horse. Star is the sixth horse I have come to own and how I have missed horses. I awaited my neighbor Monika to arrive with a light bridle and a small English jumping saddle. We brushed Star and fussed with her. She...
Grief and Relief, Mostly Grief then a new friend…….

Grief and Relief, Mostly Grief then a new friend…….

As my good studio cat Singer left the earth I walked with her tiny body that had given me joy for close to sixteen years. Her purr was strong and her little body would vibrate filled with happiness and gratitude as she purred and curled up next to me over those years....