Cowgirl Dreams Do Come True
Vee Bar Ranch, Laramie, Wyoming Hoofbeats. Dust. Sun. Every morning just after sunrise, the horses gallop in on a rush from whatever pasture they leisurely roamed the night before. […]
Messing About in Boats
“So what’ll we name her?” my husband asked as we sped across Resurrection Bay in search of silvers. I presume that boats are traditionally named
Adrift in the Day
source I hear children this morning playing in the sunshine, their voices tumble down the hill and across the gravel road. two robins amuse in a game of chase, loop
What If Everything Were Alive?
What if everything possessed life? Not just trees and flowers and plants and animals; mammals and humans and fish. I’m talking about everything. Source Dirt. Stones. Mountains. Snow.
Summer: The Season of Inferior Sledding
Around my home town, you know it’s summer when a man down the road is mauled by a brown bear.This is the kind of news that shakes up the entire
Are You Enjoying Your Story?
Subtitle: Birthdays, Beers and Bonfires. Because we all love stories, and because we are ad infinitum creating our own unique histories every blessed day we’re gifted to kick up a
Of Glass and Stones
The way it is with my husband and I is this: he’s got his shop to fix and assemble his works of art and craft, and I’ve got mine. Only
Cabin Mystery
Copper River break-up The ice has not yet gone out on the Copper River. I’ve come out to our cabin to spend time working on my writing, without distractions,
Poetry Arrived…Faces
Poetry arrived….in search of me. I don’t know… I don’t know where it came from, from winter, or a river. I don’t know how or when… -Pablo Neruda I love
Kelly on a Wyoming Ranch
I wrote this story when I was 24 years old, after working “round up” at a friend’s family ranch near Rawlins, Wyoming. My first third rate romance, or maybe a