Last Stand on the Prairie
Prairie dogs have a language all their own. They’re not really dogs, they are really part of the marmot family,
Comfort and compassion out of chaos
Prairie dogs have a language all their own. They’re not really dogs, they are really part of the marmot family,
I walk my dogs frequently in the evenings down a wooded trail near our suburban home. I’d see other walkers,
It’s sorta-spring in the Rockies. That means we have both rain and snow. There are bright, warm days and snowy
Total lunar eclipses are supposed to signify the end of an era. Not the end of a chapter, but perhaps
The world seems to move faster and faster, go-go-go! I can keep up for a little bit, but then it
I’ve been thinking of oneness — the concept that all living creatures are just different facets of the same jewel
To stay in balance, I need time outside, in nature. Quiet time, not on my smartphone or listening to music.
The full moon was so energized last night that I could feel a very subtle buzz when I cleared my