Less Sheep, More Deer 2/8/2026

By: Jennifer Richardson Holt The deer in my yard have become unfazed by me. While they’re casually snacking beneath the feeder, I can come out the back door and their heads will pop up. They stare, and after what they apparently feel is a sufficient pause, they return to their food. Now, in the morningsContinue reading “Less Sheep, More Deer 2/8/2026”

Strange Days 7/21/2024

By: Jennifer Richardson Holt Things lately have been very strange.  I don’t know if the peculiarities are worth writing about, but I’ve never let less than thrilling subject matter stop me before so why would I start now?  Have you ever had a flurry of things just suddenly go on in your life that wereContinue reading “Strange Days 7/21/2024”

The Pointless Practice 7/18/2021

By: Jennifer Richardson Holt I am unbelievably skilled in the art of worry.  I call it an art because when you do it as much and to the level of involvement that I do it, it goes far beyond just an action.  Please note I do not make this claim with any sort of pleasureContinue reading “The Pointless Practice 7/18/2021”