growing your own green ‘manure’

Well it isn’t hard to get up early when you know there is a garden waiting for you. I swear, every summer morning, I never get over WANTING to get up and be outside working in the dirt. Inspiring, for sure, but it just feels like me, what I should be doing, and where I…

Puppy Time – a letter from Kathryn

I received a wonderful e-mail out of the blue from Mosey’s owner Kathryn. She said something that truly struck a cord with me, “Getting a dog is the easy part, building a foundation that sets your relationship up for success is an enormous task.” This is so worth passing along to you all. Enjoy the…

my cautious, fearful, Ocean – part 2

Ocean was growing into the most gorgeous dog I could have imagined. Actually, I didn’t know what to imagine. She was the only ‘mostly white’ one in her litter, the rest were black and white like the Border Collie mom, or blue merle like the Australian Shepherd dad. She was changing, and I loved waking…

my cautious, fearful, Ocean – part 1

I’ve always been attracted to the road less traveled. And this road symbolizes pretty much every aspect of my life, my choices, and how I see my world. I suppose it stems from an alive and well curiosity, and a desire to learn by doing. Kind of like a ‘full immersion’ life experience, every day,…

learn to take inventory of your environment

I am, and always have been, acutely aware of my environment. Not in a neurotic sense, but in a spacial and context sense. Once again, I give a great deal of credit to my dog Franny who taught me even more about the importance of taking inventory of my environment, and even maybe, just a…

the view never gets old

It seems as though, since January, that change is in the air. I have been teaching, lecturing, training, writing, and working in my office, more than what I had planned. I am grateful, don’t get me wrong, but I have a tendency to work way too much. I am the person who needs to be…

choice is at the core

Story was laying down at my side while I was talking to a friend on Main st. the other day. If I stop to engage with someone else, and there is nothing else to sniff or mark, he flops down and waits. As I walked away with Story, a women came up behind me and…

dog pond project – day #3

This is a ‘rolling the boulders’ kind of day. So far the largest of the bunch weighs in at 465 lbs. I am a fairly strong and substantially built person, I was of absolutely no help when it came to unloading this mother stone! Reinforcements were brought in, Spores friend Chris who we have known…

Story is cruising into retirement!

It’s time to change things up for Story, here is wishing him a brilliant retirement! I wasn’t in the market for a puppy. Not really, but if you are a dog person you kind of always are to be honest. Franny was around five years old or so, Ocean almost three, we were hitting our…