One morning in May

We'd been on kid watch for a week, with Wellesley's due date this past Monday. I'd cleaned the kidding stall down to the bare floor, swept it clean, filled it with fresh bedding, and assembled the "kidding kit" with supplies we might need. Saturday afternoon, we read the changes in Wellesley's body (softened ligaments, raised… Continue reading One morning in May

52 Photos ~ Conversation

Like many people who write for a living, I sit here alone at my computer much of the day and mutter. Not to myself, mind you. The cats, with their interrogative tails and their insistent meows, are always making demands disguised as questions. When are you going to feed us? What's that on the counter?… Continue reading 52 Photos ~ Conversation