"Leg yield off the wall to the center of the arena, and then switch sides and leg yield back onto the wall. It doesn't matter whether or not you get there. I just want you to try." I hear my
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It snowed today. According to the weather, it may snow again tomorrow. Spring in the Midwest can be like this, with flip flops and tank tops one day and winter gear the next, pulled from
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Sunday: It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas... The tune lilts through my head as I look around the house, but while there is probably a tree in the grand hotel, and while friends have been
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Sunday... 7:29 am. I'm still curled up in bed, asleep enough to be dreaming, when the phone goes off. I don't check it, letting the caller go to voicemail. I snuggle back into the
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My commute to the office usually takes about twenty-five minutes. It's two-lane, country driving the entire way along one of the Illinois' River Roads. My landmarks as I drive are a railroad
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I just found hay in my hair, a memento from the time I spent in the horse field this afternoon lying on my back in what remained of a round bale. It's sixty degrees. Just a few days ago, there was
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I forgot to step tall over the hot wire. I felt my rubber muck boot catch the bottom wire of the horse fence. My ankle caught the strand that I had strung there this summer. My knees hit the
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I was scrolling through the calendar on my phone, looking for an appointment I couldn't remember making, when I scrolled across a repeating reminder. "Anniversary" It made my stomach drop to be
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"No one can tell what goes on in between the person you were and the person you become. No one can chart that blue and lonely section of hell. There are no maps of the change. You just come out
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Let me be crystal clear: I didn't NEED any more chickens. Cluckingham Palace is currently home to 11 laying chickens, 1 lavender turkey hen, and, of course, Arthur of Camelot. I currently