Mary DavisSep 18, 2017Trust and the FawnsThe squirrels are collecting and burying nuts; the horses are circling the field in the rain; the leaves are beginning the long slow...
Mary DavisSep 4, 2017My Manager and the God BoxMy mother, who we affectionately call "Tiny Guru" for her small stature and great spirit, takes pride in being my manager. There’s...
Mary DavisAug 28, 2017Kindness and the SkunkA few days ago from the writing window a rustling caught my eye. Heading straight for me was a large, limping skunk with a very puffy...
Mary DavisAug 21, 2017Starting Over with the SunriseThis morning I wrap in a blanket and pad out the back door to be with the sunrise. The early birds begin in the dark with tentative melodie