In early spring during my walks around the sheep and llama field, I watched the farmer behind a local inn plant what became a...

For hours I heard the heartbreaking flutter of little wings in the pipe of the wood burning stove with no idea of how to help. A friend...

I don’t know many people in my little country town, but I know that Sharron is everyone’s right hand person. She cares for countless...

Of the four horses in the field next door, Shadow is the free-spirited one, the least predictable, the renegade. I have spent many hours...