The natural world, life, and dogs.
Chronic pain is a bitch. A mean, angry, manipulative bitch. She stomps on every aspect of your life, laughing maniacally. She steals your sleep. She robs you of mobility. Your social life disappears because you can’t sit without discomfort. You can’t stand in place for more than a few minutes. And walking? That only triggers… Continue reading My Antidotes for Chronic Pain: Joy and Awe
I have a friend named Jane. She’s 94 years young and living independently. She reports rain, snow, and temperature measurements for the Cabot area. She volunteers with the Cabot Historical Society. She drives and regularly dines out with family and friends. I met Jane while living in Vermont. She has spent most of her life… Continue reading Girls Just Want to Have Flashy Cars
Wild Sensibility 