Life in the Slow Lane

Wednesday, July 13, 2016

A New Member of the Family

Say "Hello" to Shakespeare!

He is a Basset Hound puppy

He was from a litter of my Cousin's;
I am totally in love with this little guy!

Wednesday, June 15, 2016

Furry Friend

A gorgeous shot of the mighty Gandalf the White. He is in his prime right now, and when I think of him down the road getting older and leaving us eventually, it makes me very sad. So, I try not to borrow sadness from tomorrow, and to be in the moment, now, and enjoy every moment with him. I inhale his smell, feel his fur and breath and tongue, look in his eyes and he into mine...and of course, rub and scratch and pet him into ecstasy, the very least I can do for a wonderful working guard dog, but moreso, for a wonderful FRIEND...

Friday, May 27, 2016

Bees for Vets

My partner has started a crowdfunding page for a project near and dear to his heart.  It will help him help a lot of other veterans who deal with various mental health issues.

There's nothing like getting out of oneself to think beyond the challenges you face. I'll let him tell you in his own words...
I'm a USAF Veteran of 16 years and now a retired disabled citizen who is suffering with PTSD. I have found a way that helps me with previous life issues and would love a chance to share this way with other military members to help quiet their minds. I call it Bees for Vets: Quiet Mind Therapy
Through the world of Beekeeping, I've found that the busy Honey Bee can help calm the noise and thoughts of the past. This is what I would love to be able to share with others, the joy of Beekeeping and the peace and quiet that comes from the hive. 
In the military, I was an Instructor, which I loved doing, but now I am a beekeeper with a good number of years keeping bees under my belt. My goal is to marry the two together with hopes of helping others.

Wednesday, January 27, 2016

It's Baaaack!

I am under the dark cloud of depression once again. To be honest, I've been trying to dodge it for months now. But despite therapy lights, antidepressants, being around loved ones, etc., I can't escape the fact that it is in full mode once again.

It's "better" than last time in 2008/2009 when I was alone and working at a job I was fully stressed out by, but it's still a very difficult struggle. Writing about it helps as long as I'm engaged in the act.  But I can't write about it all the time.

I know moving would help, but it's hard to move here or at home.  Here it's not as cold, but it's urban and no sidewalks (yes, no sidewalks - long story) and I am scared to walk alone on roads due to possibly being run over or mugged (or worse).  And it is up and down hill - hey, I have enough trouble walking on the flat prairie!  At home it's too cold for me to walk right now unless you gear up for an arctic expedition.  And even then you might end up flat on your back due to slippery conditions.  No thanks.

I'm going to try and do some yoga if I can get myself enthused enough (satire intended...but I *will* try.)

Monday, January 25, 2016

Northern Man

Bill is an amazing naturalist photographer

I met Bill in December 2009 through

He called himself "Northern Man" there.  A very apt monicker.  I later found out he has had a life-long love of the outdoors and solitude. Growing up, many days and weeks were spent outside with the birds, animals, and plants of northeast Minnesota he loved so very much.

Later, while serving in the US Air Force in Alaska, he was able to explore the arctic tundra, hunting large elk, caribou, and bear.  The rack of such an animal graces one of our flower beds even now here at Prairie Home farm...

Friday, October 23, 2015

Night Owl

I had a sleep study, and they told me the same thing. I have always been intensely curious about life in general, and love experiencing new things, exploring different lifestyles, learning new things. I always have felt sleep cheats me out of good learning or having fun hours. My body eventually betrays me and I must sleep, of course...but not before I give it a good fight.

Thursday, February 5, 2015


Some of my very best memories were made alone. Exploring the woods and pastures of my childhood home as a little girl, riding my horse across the countryside of northwest Kittson County, Minnesota, many walks through parks and woods and hills in Minnesota, North Dakota, California, Colorado, New Mexico, and Manitoba noticing small aspects of my surroundings and glorying in them on the many beautiful sunny days, rainy days, blizzards, desert hot, cave darkness, dark of night, dessert skies so inky black with stars so bright it hurt the eye to look at them...oh yes, do many amazing memories because...I was alone.