Grassfires

Grassfires

I always miss the connection when the people go home, the banners come off the wall and the barns empty out. I wrote that back in June. I was answering some questions about the last few years of my life and trying to get real about who I am and who I want to be—not...
The Headache Monster

The Headache Monster

For the love of all that is holy – why have I done this to myself. Write a blog every other week, I said. It will be easy, I said. What could go wrong, I said. Just to be clear. The blog writing is not hard. Life is hard. I just completed one of the most successful...
Two Needles & a Necklace

Two Needles & a Necklace

This morning, I cleaned the vacuum. I mean, doesn’t everyone do that on occasion? It’s just been stinky, so I took it apart, washed it with Lysol and put it back together. Back in business! I also dusted, decluttered, organized and have been having an amazing time...
The Flowers and the Marmots and the View

The Flowers and the Marmots and the View

I laughed at a bumper sticker on a beat up old camper going down the road: Not all who wander are lost. You’ve probably seen it too but were were focused on where you were going: Horse show, rodeo, branding, etc… but no doubt, you had a destination and a specific...
LYRIC

LYRIC

A couple weeks ago, I drove to the small flower shop in my hometown. The building is the old Seminole Firehouse – red brick, refurbished, and a little industrial. It sits right between the town’s government building and the Tag Agency, just down the street from...
Lonely in the Quiet

Lonely in the Quiet

Everything is fed except for you, which begs the questions: “Drive thru or Uber Eats? Did I leave drinks in the fridge at the hotel, or do I need to buy more?” Horse show days, Clinic days… you know the ones. Up before dawn, feeding, cleaning stalls,...