I have signed up for the “Becoming an Outdoors Woman” winter survival course sponsored by the New Hampshire Fish and Game Department. Really, if I want to be a serious nature blogger, I figure I need to have a little more experience with adverse conditions out in the field. I am a little nervous attempting something new at this advanced age, but I am also excited.
Tom and I have been together long enough now that the pets that we acquired in the early bloom of our relationship have all become noble senior citizens. We have two dogs and two cats and not one is younger than an octogenarian. Lately, I’ve been feeling like we are running a nursing home for […]
Tom got up before the crack of dawn to go saw lumber. I just don’t know why this man cannot sleep in. He’s got some kind of infernal-internal alarm clock that makes him start fidgeting and getting antsy if he is in bed after 5:00 AM. Not me, Lovie, there’s nothing I like more than […]
Flo and I had been together for eight years when I fell in love with Tom Lajoie. Tom was a registered Maine whitewater guide and extreme whitewater kayaker. Flo adored Tom, and she became a great river dog. The outdoor life suited us well. We did a lot of traveling in search of breathtaking rapids […]
I remember the first time I laid eyes on Flo. Looking back, it’s interesting, because she showed up in my life right before Christmas in 1986, a month before my husband Ken died. Of course, I had no idea he was going to die. Just as I had no idea at the time about the […]
This is a pretty typical night for me lately. It is 2:30 AM and I am awake with post-POST-menopausal insomnia. I get up to pee, and on my way to the bathroom, I notice there is a dead baby mole in the dog’s bed. A gift from the cat. I look out the bathroom window […]
Gladys had been gone from our lives for one month when I said to Tom that I wanted to get another dog. His response was, “No. No more dogs. It’s just too much heartbreak because we always outlive them.” I looked at my husband and I knew he was still keenly grieving. It had been […]