My eyes thirst for the sight of dark red-brown and cinnamon brown. Involuntarily, they jerk to the field, the water tanks, the manger. Where are they hiding? Are they all the way at the top of the field? Are they napping in a soft hollow out of the wind? If we start doing chores and…

                              January — March 2023 Having brain cancer will hone your vibrational frequency, lower your tolerance for bullshit, and exponentially expand your appreciation for irony. Brain cancer can make the world become a Cubist painting where you can see all sides at once, simultaneously aware of what is being said as well as what…

All I really wanted to do was get some exercise by walking 100 yards or so from our house to the entrance to the KOA campground. I invited Henry to walk along with me and at first he declined, but luckily he changed his mind. I did okay walking south, but then when I turned…