Mary DavisOct 9, 2017I Am Not My BreastsDecked out in their finest, Mom and Dad were on their way down Route A1A in Florida to an anniversary party at an elegant yacht club....
Mary DavisOct 2, 2017Love Is Who We AreI have long held on to the belief that we live in a benevolent universe where the power of good far outweighs the power of evil. In the...
Mary DavisSep 25, 2017Joy and the Coffee CakeAs I sit in the morning sun considering ways to celebrate joy in small things, I imagine a colorful tube reaching from the sky to me....
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
Mary DavisAug 14, 2017The Art of ListeningSpeaking our truth is one of the best ways to get to know ourselves. Many a heart can be healed by the simple act of uncensored...
Mary DavisAug 7, 2017Faith and the CometTiny pieces of the tail of a comet grazed my house last night. Yours too. They may as well have landed on the roof. Fiery, wish-worthy,...
Mary DavisJul 31, 2017More Gratitude, Less WorrySoon after I moved here, I noticed something of grave concern: There were wasp nests under many of the eves of the cabin. Most were...
Mary DavisJul 24, 2017Befriending The DarkThe first time I came home to the cabin after dark and shut off my lights at the end of the long gravel driveway, I sat in dread. This...
Mary DavisJul 17, 2017Lessons From A Fire-Breathing BullI crossed the one-lane bridge and caught site of the enormous black bull who lives in a bucolic field next to a lake on Hunters Road....
Mary DavisJul 10, 2017Kindness and The FarmerIn early spring during my walks around the sheep and llama field, I watched the farmer behind a local inn plant what became a...
Mary DavisJul 3, 2017Grace and The BluebirdFor 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...
Mary DavisJun 26, 2017Drive-By LoveI 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...
Mary DavisJun 19, 2017The Horse That Jumped For JoyOf the four horses in the field next door, Shadow is the free-spirited one, the least predictable, the renegade. I have spent many hours...
Mary DavisJun 12, 2017Tales From Hunters RoadThree weeks ago, I moved from Hunters Road. I lived there for a year and a half between my married years and now. And it was the...