Dear Mother Earth,Sorry I haven’t written sooner. It is a little nuts around here trying to keep up with everything, but you understand that. I added another title to my job descriptions: worm rescuer. Some days I step out the…
The Story of Grace
I’d rather eat ten penny nails than go to a victim’s impact panel and listen to a lineup of broken people tell the story of how their life was forever changed by a drunk driver. But a friend of mine…
These are Good Dogs
James has a problem. Well, actually, he’s got lots of problems but at the moment he’s fighting the leash, big time, a dog acting like a bucking bronco, throwing one leg over the lead, rearing up, forcing the trainer to…
Follow the Flowers
If you are driving through Montana in the springtime and see poppies growing by the side of the road – vivid, yellow-orange globes of color looking out of place, like they belong on a California hillside instead of Montana, you…
May I Serve You Soup?
Millie likes to multi task. While slicing long loaves of French bread, she cradles her cell phone on one shoulder, reassuring a parent. “We have to keep looking for any signs of fever, but the test was fine and she…