One sunny Thursday a few weeks ago Brent called me, just as I was heading into the office. “So… EBR shut down, for good,” he said. I could hear the uncertainty on his lips, as if the impossible had just come crashing around him. His dream job had disappeared out from under his feet, over night. … Continue reading Life, this incredible ride
From the passenger seat I watched the front right tire of the jeep roll up, and twist over a big rock in the trail. In the shiny, black metal I could see the reflected red hued mountains in the distance along the desert trail, wrapped up in the endless, clear blue sky above. Our friends followed along in … Continue reading The Hills Do Have Eyes! – Adventure To Big Eye Mine Cabin
I watched Sedona's brightly colored figure dance across the alfalfa fields towards home, fully saddled and bridled, without me. The lyrics to the songs"Ready to Run", and "Cowgirls Don't Cry" flooded my brain. I kicked my boot into the dust and just had to shake my head in disappointment at the scenario. She'd dumped me. I landed on … Continue reading The Bucking Mare
Sometimes I feel that I left my voice in graduate school. Perhaps I left it behind when I learned the German language. I wouldn’t say that I found my voice on my blog, though. My voice was found through four years of school in creative writing classes, and studying abroad in Germany where professors were … Continue reading Where do I find my voice?
It’s been just over a year since Connie died; my first horse, the horse of my dreams, my childhood horse. I felt like shunning horses away forever; something inside of me died. That was until this last July. My family helps temporarily house abused and starved horse cases in the town where I live. This … Continue reading What we forget about horses
The start of Fall in the desert found two new creatures in my life; two baby dairy goats. Why did you get goats? They ask. For years I’ve wanted a dairy cow, a Jersey cow of my own so I could drink milk from my own cow. I have since realized what a large investment that is, … Continue reading A goat in my backyard?
Extra bike tube… check. Tire changing kit... check. Water… check. GoPro… check. It was 2:30am. I gathered my gear for my 80 mile bike ride. The day of our Yuma Grand Fondo, a ride that had been in the works for weeks had arrived. “If you are going through hell, keep going.” ~ Winston Churchill Hell of … Continue reading Where the rattlers won’t go, mind games to ride 80 miles through the desert.
In my mind, I was in the cycling scene from American Flyers, a peloton of trained athletes tucked into compression shorts, sparkling white shoes clipped into metal contraptions, gliding around on the 16lb flying machines we call road bikes. But that’s not exactly what it looked like. In fact, when I started riding with the people … Continue reading Clipping in, Cannondale and Shimano
Our journey across the Southwest becomes a more powerful spiritual journey each day. Through the people we meet, and the stories that are shared with us, the more each of us see bits of ourselves in these women. They share stories of rebellion, of being headstrong, they tell us about how they broke the rules, … Continue reading Our journey to the colorful Santa Fe
A newbie to the world of distilled liqueurs, I'll soon be devoting my research to not only whiskey, but whiskey in the West and the women who helped shaped that history. I'll be searching out the kinds of women you'd find.. perhaps drinking a glass of whiskey to feature in the upcoming Whiskey Sister Herstory Tour. I … Continue reading The Whiskey Sister HerStory Tour Begins…
Poesie Sans, Souci 