The Purpose of Spring

It is springtime in Bow. The darling buds of May are in full carpet-bloom along the fenceline and behind the…

It was a Big, Big Egg

The things we get excited about these days… It seems like one day bleeds into the next during the winter…

Sylvia Sings

March 2019 Sylvia hums warm cooing sounds of appreciation as I play Nina Simone. She lifts herself onto hesitant, still…

Like Sheep

It is a small herd of three.  I think their collective spirit must long for a more ample assemblage, and…

Lucky

            I had fallen asleep thinking that he would be dragging around his creaky old bones and tripping over small…

Bo-Peep Style

Last Sunday Cleo and I found ourselves engaged in an honest to goodness push-pull… or maybe it was a push-push……

September Fray

Sylvia was attacked by two German Shepherds on a brisk September morning. Dave and I discovered her broken and bloody…