Along with dogs and growing things, dance is another one of my passions. Done well, I find it to be one of the purest forms of expression. This is done well.
My long-time readers are probably almost as familiar with the road I daily walk on as I am. These two decades started with Kiera 1 and Lilly, and continued with Kiera 2. She has been gone 4 years now, but I have kept walking, I guess as much out of habit as anything.
Lately, I’ve used the walk as a kind of meditation to help clear my mind of work pressures. One of the easiest ways to push away work thoughts is to just listen. Listen to the wind. Listen to the insects. And really listen to the birds.
As I was listening, I tried to figure out how many bird songs I could identify. And I […]
My cherry and plum trees are exploding with fruit! I can’t even begin to describe the joy this gives me.
Seriously, if you haven’t yet planted a couple of fruit trees, what are you waiting for?! It couldn’t be simpler. And then you, too, will find yourself grinning from ear to ear over the never-ending wonders of nature.
I was just reading an article about planting a food forest by a farmer whose philosophy I share. And it reminded me that I’ve been doing a variation on this with my property for about 10 years. I call it creating “Snacking Stations.”
I started doing this with an eye toward building in “passive food providers” onto my property so that even if I might not have time for a large garden every year, I would still be able to enjoy fresh food provided by nature. It’s all part of my growing interest in sustainability–a way of thinking that seems more appropriate than ever.
The idea was to plant fruit trees […]
Sigh… Big sigh… Really big sigh…
I hate ticks.
Especially deer ticks–the carriers of Lyme disease.
And this tick season is as bad as I can recall. (Just to be clear–it’s never not tick season, because adult deer ticks don’t go completely dormant like the nymphs do, but they’re especially active during the Spring and Fall.) I’ve been picking several ticks a day off of each dog for a couple of weeks now. Even with using Frontline. It’s enough to make me want to pack up and move to New Zealand — anywhere where there’s no tick borne disease.
Since I won’t be moving […]
Graidy, my border collie mix, is 14ish now. Wink, my Cavalier, just turned 9. And Finn, though not technically a dog but a Maine Coon cat with a dog’s spirit, is 12.
I’ve noticed the most significant changes in Graidy. He’s mostly deaf and nearly blind, and he’s slowed down to a trot from a non-stop gallop. He often stumbles on the stairs now.
And while Wink still seems to be going strong overall, he’s happy to lie quietly and sleep most of the day.
Finn is the only one who seems to be defying his age.
So… We’ve had to make some changes to accommodate their needs.