Similar Posts
I Like Minnesota Nice
Day 2 in New York – Part 2 In the afternoon of my second day in New York, Lain and I went to the High Line. It’s an old rail road line converted into green space to stroll through above the streets on the west side of Manhattan. That’s Lain to the lower right and some…
Drawing as Meditation and Therapy
About a year ago, I started drawing. It all started with this journaling group that meets once a month at a coffee shop, led by Lynn Fisher. When I saw the notice about the journaling group in a newsletter I thought, hmmm… I like to journal, but what exactly would a group of journalers do…
Enough
I decide a photo is enough
Says it all really
I love this dog
This bite to the air
Unplanned and Overexposed
Last Saturday morning, it was too cold to horseback ride but I wanted to give Luke a chance to walk on something besides the hard packed ice and snow in the paddock. So lead line in hand, I took my horse for a stroll behind the barn and out on the paths that wind through the woods.
Paddling Upstream
When my cousin and I were around 12 to 14 years old we paddled a rubber raft from the cabin all the way down the shore to the bay. When we turned to go back to the cabin, we were fighting waves and wind in a device that wasn’t exactly built to cut through water….
Progressive Grief
I’m reading C. S. Lewis’s “A Grief Observed”. Lewis is writing of his wife’s death and the emotions he felt and insights he gained. Having a spouse die is much different than losing them to divorce. For example, when your spouse dies, you don’t fall apart because you are missing them horribly and at the…