It was a beautiful month on the trails and in the woods. Deep in the woods of Mammoth Cave National Park No idea what created these holes. Favorite vantage point. Snack break
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Fall Day
Jessi and Beau on the hunt. Fall flowers: Pigeon Peas Goldenrod has a bad reputation for causing allergies, but it has an important role as the last major food source for pollinators before winter . Sumac Milkweed The arrival of Coralberry means winter is on the horizon. This is a winter food source for birds. … Continue reading Fall Day
Perfect Day for a Ride
Big Moe was ready and willing to go. The weather and called and the early foliage is beautiful. It was a perfect day to be on the trails. Big Moe is a Tennessee Walking Horse. Some of the scenery from one of my favorite spots on the trail. We are up on the edge of … Continue reading Perfect Day for a Ride
Blackbird House by Alice Hoffman
Browsing the shelves of the library, I found myself face to face with Alice Hoffman’s books. The approach of fall and thoughts of Halloween always bring back to me her work for the mystical, mysterious and fantastical nature of her writing. She draws me in and holds my attention and imagination. I had missed Blackbird … Continue reading Blackbird House by Alice Hoffman
Almost Heaven
One of the best things about moving is I can drive backroads to the farm. I have watched spring become summer and the transition to early fall. I have watched storms move in and I have been amazed by the sky. Take me home, country road…. To the place where I belong, my old Kentucky … Continue reading Almost Heaven
Atlas Needed
Not long after I posted about spending part of Sunday hiding in the tub, I received a text from a dear friend: “Love you. I know the Sunday feeling that you talked about in your blog. Listening to “Atlas of the Heart” by Brene Brown while driving. She suggested in overwhelm ‘doing nothing’ is actually … Continue reading Atlas Needed
Sunday Morning Coming Down
I’m hiding in the tub. When I hit that overwhelm I like to retreat to warm water. I want to do more today than I have the time or energy to complete. Shutting down feels easier than moving left, right or forward, so I am taking a bath to try to prevent an emotional spiral. … Continue reading Sunday Morning Coming Down
It was September, that golden month
How hard it is to take Septemberstraight—not as a harbingerof something harder. Merely like suds in the air, cool scentscrubbed clean of meaning—or innocentof the cold thing coldly meant. It leaves us by degreesonly, but for one who seessummer as an absolute, Pure State of Light and Heat, the heightto which one cannot raise a … Continue reading It was September, that golden month
Quitter
The craving hit hard and fast as I watched my young Australian Cattle Dog/Border Collie struggle to control her legs. Her brain and body were not communicating. I had rushed her to the vet to find that she was having a reaction to medication. There was a chance that the affects could be offset with … Continue reading Quitter
Wordle Chronicles
I don’t remember how or when it started, but one of my dearest friends and I share Wordle results almost daily. I’ll admit the game frustrates me more often than not. I keep playing in hopes that it holds off memory loss, but more importantly because it is a daily touch point with someone that … Continue reading Wordle Chronicles
The Yoga Cowgirl 