I sat under my tree today. The prickly Acacia tree blocked out the sun. Its sparse leaves and thorns sheltered me from the 100-degree sun. My childhood dogs, all now six feet under, kept me company. A curl of my overgrown pixie haircut caught a puff of the wind and dangled over my eyebrow. Hair seems … Continue reading A Story About Dogs
O Friend! My friend! Our long ride is over. Chasing our mirage in the desert, we're nearly there, one last storm and we’re over the hill! You’ve fought hard for every battle. Your desert hooves have torn under those prairie skies and Rocky Mountain summer, you turned the Plains asunder. Winter loomed ahead and … Continue reading O Friend! My Friend!