by Carol Conklin | May 7, 2024
I have learned in yoga that some difficult people and animals can become your teachers, and Shadow certainly has. Shadow arrived to my driveway as a young female, very thin with a big belly. Of course I fed her near the cellar door and then inside…where she had...
by Carol Conklin | Feb 27, 2024
Vanilla thinking of mischief Good thoughts from my friend Kris Faded and falling flowers Vanilla’s blanket, washed and cleaned It has been almost a month since Vanilla passed and very slowly I am putting in place those parts of his life that he left behind. His...
by Carol Conklin | Nov 17, 2023
Be kind to humans day, I told Vanilla. As I started to put on his winter coat and neck wrap. It was 16 yesterday morning and snowed later on. Vanilla had been doing well this fall, but he did get chilled. He always feels warmer after he has his blanket but just does...
by Carol Conklin | Dec 21, 2022
I guess it is normal for us to look back on our lives as we grow older. There were no cell phones to conveniently carry and take photos with so there are not many photos and what I have are faded and somewhat dirty. I still love to look at them. Dick and I were...
by Carol Conklin | May 10, 2022
There’s a very good reason that I’m not too good at my words. Last year ended up being a very difficult year as my husband Richard had a return of his prostate cancer, which coincided with his memory becoming much worse. It seemed like a struggle every day...
