I’m no real stranger to protests. I’ve been going to them off and on since middle school, when I found myself in the thick of one on the Multnomah County Courthouse steps, watching my lesbian parents hastily marry (before the law was changed to annul it). This was my first real brush with the ugliness […]
Summer interrupted just kept on…interrupting. A few weeks ago I was hauling Tarma and Curly up to Timothy Lake, so Kade and I could do our annual trail ride and swim into the lake. Well….this happened instead: “Kade and I woke up, packed lunch, got morning horse chores done in good time, managed to get […]
This post will be a bit of a conglomeration of background thoughts, things I ruminate over as I climb the hill to put Tarma back in her summer pasture, as I’m playing a random game on my phone as Tom drives us home from work, and when I’m trying not to think about all the […]
Today was brought to you by winter crud, which is apparently going through my household. I’m fine and the dog is fine, but Kade and Tom have been wandering around with stuffy noses and aching heads, so they are stuck at home. Kade’s covid test was negative and Tom’s is pending and we’re vaccinated (Kade […]
Thank you everyone who commented with empathy and understanding after my last post. Cliché as it may be, it really does help to not be the only one stuck in between this particular wretched rock and a hard place. Unfortunately nothing is going to change that situation but time. Thankfully there’s always horses. I had […]
It feels odd to have such a good day, a few days after my grandpa passed at home. I have no real words to encompass all that, or who he was, to me and to others, not yet. Instead, and maybe because of him, I took a step out of my depression and had a […]
I’m starting to type this up as I wait by our bikes outside the local grocery store, while my son runs in with a $20 dollar bill and grabs us some ice cream and water. This short ride, two miles out and back, is the most exercise I’ve done in over a week. I kid […]
Lately it feels as if I’m paralleling my namesake, Jamethiel, more than ever, in terms of the level of crazy this year has held. (For those who don’t know, I’m named for the main character in a beautiful, convoluted, complicated, epic fantasy series The Chronicles of the Kencyrath. The author makes George RR Martin seem […]