A Fox at the Backdoor: Rest for a Tired Brain

It all started with a blur, “Was that the neighbor’s cat?” Something about this blur was different, though. Was it darker? Longer? Yeah, probably a cat. Next day: “Wait, what? Is that a fox?” We spent the next week scrambling for our phones, but not fast enough as she...

Relief from Persistent Bad News: Carrot Art

Just picture its simplicity. A little carrot doing its own thing and nary a mole in sight! I keep this simple little image from my garden in front of me as a reminder to s-l-o-w d-o-w-n and c-a-l-m d-o-w-n. No matter how bad the latest news is, even the tiniest bit of...

Puppy Love

The puppy pen was floored with sawdust. Feeding tins were in the corner and random chewed tennies were scattered about. I was unprepared for the blur of little bodies descending on my legs as I stepped over the gate, all with hopes of jumping, clawing and biting their...