All Creatures Great and Small and Dead

So there I was, after 3 fast food meals, 7 days away from home, and 12 hours on the road, scrubbing owl poop from every carpet, tile, couch, pillow, book, table, counter, and LEGO in my house. My kitchen smells like a pet store. This owl's Santa game sucked. My living room smells like an…

The Hoarse Whimperer

What do horses, Charlotte Bronte's Villette, and me trying to open a shattered glass door all have in common? Prepare yourself. It might get weird. We live down a disturbingly long farm road among fields and horse paddocks. My inner eight year old self is thrilled. Ambling along outside my van windows: Horses, copse of…

A Letter to My Favorite Jeans

Dear Pants, You will have noticed that your world is exceedingly dark these days. You will also have noticed that you have been relocated to a box in which your days will be exceedingly darker. Apologies. Let me explain. No. There is too much. Let me sum up... I was informed I'd be moving. I…