The Christmas Owl, Part 2: Free at Last
I feel more connected to the night now, less alone in it. I feel like I even see it through different eyes.
The Christmas Owl
I didn’t quite know what to do next. I’d been preparing myself for possibly having to end his suffering… I hadn’t thought much about what I would do if he lived.
Confessions of a Recovering Cat Lady
Smaller, independent and more portable, cats always seemed much easier to collect along the way. And there was always another one needing a home.
THROUGH MY LENS: Making sheep’s eyes
Sheep are very photogenic animals, even if they are not always keen on holding a pose for long. They are a very textural subject, great for black and white images that can communicate their softness and richness so well. I was lucky to meet many this past weekend at the local […]
Cooking for a Cat: Making Life’s Little Adjustments
You squeeze into them like a new pair of shoes, and though you may get a few blisters, eventually the shoes stretch out and the callouses form. Slowly and hopefully I am learning to live with this new set of circumstances…
AROUND THE FARM: the little things
I felt the same thing I did when I was young seeing the mother mouse and her babies in the beehive, sorry for their utter vulnerability in the world, admiring their small softness, and frankly, their cuteness…
FRESH OFF THE PAGE: new friend
then all was still; and we found, on the unending road, we were not alone;
we walked instead, side by side…
Clark to the Vet: Helping Others, Helping Myself
Maybe it was the nurse in me, too, I realized. That even though I was facing a stressful and difficult moment, I could put aside my own worries and fears to try and help someone else through theirs.
THROUGH MY LENS: going on safari
Yesterday I played in the pond just like I did when I was little. Before work I took my fishing pole, a net and a bucket out back, feeling like revisiting a childhood activity I used to enjoy so much. I loved played in the water growing up, fishing, swimming, […]
THROUGH MY LENS: Hannah at home
I’d seen a little brown puppy the day before, taken her out and played with her. She had run around me in circles, getting dizzier by the moment. Having adopted so many animals from shelters in my life, I thought a pet store was the last place I’d ever get a dog. But in the end, all those animals need homes, too, I realized.
