I believe that there’s balance in this life. Darkness is balanced by light; cruelty by kindness; and hard times by good times. Now as it happens, these opposites don’t necessarily balance each other in one day, or sometimes in many … Continue reading →
My Aunt and Uncle live a few hours’ drive outside of Asheville, North Carolina, in an area that was largely spared major destruction by Hurricane Helene. Drive west from their house, though, and the world rapidly changes to one of … Continue reading →
I love Autumn! The coolness, the colors, the tastes … everything seems to just merge into a great sensory embrace. This Autumn is no different, but the season brought me a present that I simply had not expected. A while … Continue reading →
I have to admit something: I have no clue how Facebook functions. I have both a personal page and our Sundance Rescue and Recovery page. Some days, I do see posts from friends, but most of the time, what I … Continue reading →
Many years ago, my son, Timothy, and I volunteered at a dog and cat rescue center near where we lived. After a while, his skill with dogs earned him the right to walk many of the rescues by himself while … Continue reading →
The Colors of Spring! Happy May Day, Everyone! Today is the second anniversary of Sundance Rescue and Recovery’s Farm Sanctuary, and I can’t think of a better way to share this day with you than to tell sheep stories! As … Continue reading →
Hello, All! It’s been a while since I’ve written an update from the farm, and today’s blog post seemed a perfect time to share all that’s going on. First an administrative comment: If you receive our newsletters at the start … Continue reading →
Well, we’re on the other side of quarantine for both Bob and Claude, our two stray/feral cats. What a loud 10 days this has been! I’d love to say that all is well, and we now have two well-adjusted cats … Continue reading →
Last April seems like such a long time ago! So much has happened since then ~ gains, losses, lessons, and all the little pieces of daily life in between. Last April, though, is when Mary, Bella, Wilma, and Cricket were … Continue reading →
Sometime before I was born, my father’s parents purchased an old rambling farmhouse set on several acres in Michigan’s thumb area. I can see the rooms of that house clearly in memory, but what I see the clearest is Grandpa’s … Continue reading →