The blessings of unsolvable times

The blessings of unsolvable times

Without [farm], where would we be? Tied in barns, tied to trees, left inside or outside to starve, injured, lame and in pain, blind, or standing in the kill pen waiting for our death sentence. Waiting for our final ride to the agony of a cruel and undeserved end. What...
Ireland on Horseback, Summer 2016

Ireland on Horseback, Summer 2016

Saturday 8.6.16 Here’s what I want to remember about traveling to Ireland, in case I ever have the opportunity to do it again:  Whatever the cost, take the direct flight. My route: Uber to Paoli Station, Paoli Station to 30th Street Station, 30th Street Station to...
Charging Station

Charging Station

Sometimes you just have to leave. At the start of this summer, many of the people in my circle of care were giving me high-fives and fist-bumps. When the school year ended, my first summer off in nine years loomed ahead. On paper it sounded like a wonderful idea,...
Democracy, distance and doubts

Democracy, distance and doubts

“Tell me everything.” Silence. “Everything!” My voice might be shrill. More silence. A breath. “What do you want to know?” Rain has soaked through my sneakers and I’m sliding in mud as I walk across the field where I feed three horses each night. In my...
Inspiration and panic in Las Vegas

Inspiration and panic in Las Vegas

It’s closing morning of the Journalism Education Association (JEA) Adviser’s Institute, and I am sitting in Starbucks, having a panic attack.   I have spent the last four days in a vibrant learning community of journalism teachers from all...