Tag: dogs

  • Poem – Night Becomes the Day

    Standing on the front porch I watch the sun rise over the distant mountains and first light run across the empty fields. Morning wind pushes scattered stalks and coffee steam while bird songs emerge from the tree line. High bulbous clouds assume many colors as the sun reaches higher. Leroy lays at my side sleeping…

  • Poem – Simple

    A quiet evening as the dust settles and chaos is held at bay, watching the sunset with nature’s creatures. Simple. These moments defining a life provide peace and a bit of knowledge grounding our place to and within the world.

  • Big Sister Turns 3

    Leroy’s big sister Vinny recently turned 3.  Trouble comes in pairs.  

  • Leroy Turning 7

    This little button recently turned 7. I am continually humbled by the trust animals can have in people and the life changing experiences they provide.

  • Morning walk with the girls

  • Dogs of Winter

    Just a few more weeks and we can play in the snow again.  

  • Poem – On Our Daily Walk

    On our daily walk, we follow the same worn trails, make the same turns, and pass the same trees. That pond is empty, covered with algae. That one is home to busy and noisy muskrats. So many times we have have come this way that I follow the dogs as they know where to go…

  • Poem – As I

    As I watch the April sunrise across the turbulent waters I am reminded again of my place beneath cedar and pine while sitting on the rocks with two puppies.

  • Beasts and Shadows

  • It’s a Snow Day

    A quick trip up north to get out of the house and play. I was also “gravelled” again by the small critters who like to hide seeds, corn, and other goodies in my boots.

  • Poem – Pure Spirits

    A chance to put on-hold obligations and deadlines and dive into nature with the purest of spirits.

  • Dogs of Summer #2

    On a somewhat grey and dreary day we headed north to the fields and trails near the Wild River, the St. Croix. Alone on sandy trails well suited for horses, we circled the empty field through the forest and made our way to the river. Beneath the grey sky, we felt the presence of life,…

  • Dogs of Summer #1

    Summer is not quite here, but that does not deter the sun, warmth, and life within the forest. The well-worn path lined with decades of growth, birth, and death is never lonely, is always filled with the voice of the forest. With a gentle touch and respect we spend our time free of the city,…

  • Dogs of Spring #3

    Spent the weekend chipping fallen trees and pulling stumps. Had enough time leftover to spend with the evening sun, the pine trees, and these two.        

  • Dogs of Spring #2

    The day after clearing part of the forest, me and the big dog enjoyed a leisurely walk beneath the clear and sunny sky. The early evening when the sun is below the tree-line provides lively shadows and hidden light scattered throughout the space between each tall being.