Leroy Turning 7
This little button recently turned 7. I am continually humbled by the trust animals can have in people...
Playtime
Nothing is more sacred and meaningful than the trust of an animal. Nothing is a better cure for...
Poem – Pure Spirits
A chance to put on-hold obligations and deadlines and dive into nature with the purest of spirits.
Poem – Infinity
Removed from the city even for an afternoon layers of stress and blocks fall away, replaced by what...
Poem – Where Chaos is Held at Bay
Moments the chaos is held at bay when the pine filled sky sways and the ravens visit and...
Poem – When the Tree Speaks My Name
Weeks have passed since my last visit. Jack pine needles blanket the pole barn’s roof a painting of...
From a Puppy
We brought Leroy home in early 2011, shortly after I returned from Alaska. I was apprehensive of bringing...
A Boy and His Dog
Childhood memories of running through the yard, of dirt being kicked up, of throwing a ball and a...
Every End Leads to a Beginning
The last day of September leads quietly into October. Summer takes one last swipe before fall takes the...
Relatedness
I came across this photo on Facebook and cannot help but be mesmerized by their faces and everything...