The horses demonstrate interdependence perfectly: “I’ll swish the flies off your face and you swish the flies off mine.“ In
Waiting for the girls to get off the bus. Afternoons are some of my favorite times of the day. Everyone’s
Preacher, Bug, Sassy, Star and CeCe. This past week, we disappeared from our normal routine and found ourselves living the
Nova has grown out of the adorable, innocent kitten phase and is now on the adorable, conniving, secretly-plotting-to-take-over-the-world kitten phase.
There is a touch of divinity even in brutes, and a special halo about a horse, that should forever exempt
Evelyn and Claire go back to school tomorrow (I know…Indiana has a ridiculous school schedule…boo!) and summer was so short,
We had a quick trip back to Nebraska (more on that later) and when we were visiting Grandma and Grandpa
Evelyn is now seven. It seems like only yesterday that she decided the timing was right. We’d been trying for
It’s okay, Raven. A few days ago, my morning reverie was the sound of Kate shrieking in a pre-dawn hour
Hello, crawdaddy-o. I was walking the pasture fenceline a month ago to cut back the brush and to make sure
Happy 21st Birthday Stoney!!! Stoney turned twenty-one at the end of April, so we celebrated in style because, after all,
Since Stoney has lived in our backyard, first in Iowa and now (sometimes literally) in Indiana, he has come a
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