Showered with Love, or How Quilts and Cookies Make the Day

A very good friend had her third child in February of 2015. As you might guess, she and her husband were over-the-moon happy, and so am were all of their friends. At long last, one of my Austin friends is having a girl. (I have lots of nieces, and they are delightful, but they live up…

The Western Canon, or Books Erin Thinks that Everyone Should Read

An old friend emailed recently, asking for possible book suggestions for his daughter. I’m generally hesitant to recommend children’s or young-adult books for several reasons, chief among them being that we don’t have children except for Smelly and Bee and they cannot read, and secondly, I was not a normal child reader. Teachers were forever…

What My Daddy Does All Day (Happy Father’s Day)

For those of you having a little trouble discerning just what this is, it is my six-year-old nephew’s rendition of his father at work. Matt, also a veterinarian and he of the “if the horse trailer is plugged in he must be home” fame,  is checking a horse with colic. “This is you, Dad, and you…

Bearcreek Downs: Gotta See It–Oink Oink! (or Small Town Saturday Nights)

“You know, Marilyn, we should just have the rehearsal dinner over at the Bearcreek Saloon,” said Dad. “Ray, we are NOT having a rehearsal dinner at a bar. I cannot believe you would even suggest such a thing.” snorted my mother. Then she called to tell me about my father’s preposterous idea. “Um, actually mum, that…

I’m Really Good at Something Really Bad

Obituaries. I’m good at writing obituaries. This is not something I ever set out to do, but a few years ago, I wrote obituaries for both of my father’s parents (my last remaining grandparents), for my father-in-law’s sister, and for a beloved family friend. And as I have crossed that bright line of 40, I…

Ruby, Don’t Take Your Love to Town

Oh Ruby, you do so love being the center of attention, so much that you’re perfectly comfortable moving to the middle of the circle, sacking out, and letting Sam McDowell use you as a footrest. Quite literally, you’ll let love walk all over you. Sam McDowell is a professional. Professional cowboy. Professional builder of log…

Wee Molly and the Silver Shoes, or Dr. Chris’s First Day

My first reaction to seeing this photo was, “How adorable! Dr. Chris, the vet, is standing next to a pony!” Then I looked a little more closely, and that is when I had a few questions. “Why is this pony wearing duct tape boots? Why does she have ice in her boots?” As it turns…

Sane People Do Not Get Puppies Very Often

This is what my friend Bobbi said when I told her that we were getting a puppy. She then immediately moved to wondering when she could come over to see said puppy, whom we have since named Eleanor. Regardless of insanity, it’s hard to not love a puppy, especially when you don’t have to worry…

Iron Works!

Metalwork that is really artwork from Montana to Texas…