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Spring and what brings me happiness


Luka and I have been walking every day, sometimes twice, on the trails behind our home. Spring is here.  I love being in a place with distinct season. The timing of the season allows us to savor and really appreciate what is unique and wonderful about each one.

Before my walk I read an article about the Dalai Lama.He was asked what the meaning of life was,; he answered “happiness.” Determining what happiness is each of ourselves is the hard part.

On my walk this morning I thought about what happiness is to me. Here’s my little list:

not feeling anxious

being outside with no limit on my time

seeing my dog happy

seeing the people around me happy, especially my children and my husband

being creative

feeling appreciated..appreciating myself

feeling healthy

dancing…dancing makes me really happy

finishing unfinished projects (actually it’s more like having no unfinished projects)

Today my laundry is on the line..I’m going off to paint and do some yoga..I am happy.

Luka Haiku

pure effortless love
without agenda or thought
single minded heart


she is simply the best thing everIMG_5336

see Luka run




My trials at Peboamauk Falls


I had no expectations really. Perhaps I should have.


The trail started simply enough alongside a home on Randolph Hill Road. It would meander gently up and down for the first mile and a half, maybe two.IMG_5263.JPG



I passed no one coming or going, although once a did a hear an excited dog in the distance.  When the trail divided, one path leading to Ice Gulch, the other to the falls, I chose the falls.IMG_5266.JPG

Little did I know what I was getting into. The trail was ridiculously steep and straight down. Luka had no trouble, but I had to take it slow, grabbing onto roots, scooting on my bottom. I knew that going down also meant having to go back up, but I took the challenge. I hiked all this way to see the falls. I hate to say it, but I was a bit underwhelmed. There were a lot of downed trees, in the falls and in the creek. It was kind of a mess…I know I shouldn’t expect a perfect photo op every time I head to the falls, but maybe I do expect it a little.

The trail back up was marked with a simple “path” sign at the bottom, and if I didn’t have a seasoned trail finding dog I would have likely turned around and gone back the way I came. But Luka seemed to make and I figured if I ended up somewhere I wasn’t supposed to be, I could turn around or bush whack. I literally scrambled and climbed my way up the side of this hill. I talked myself into a calm by repeating “don’t look down” over and over. And when I did make it to the top, I crawled on my hands and knees hoping not to see anyone as I would too scared to stand up straight.

I did stand up and was pleased with the scenery on top. A lovely stream wandering through the forest, a barely marked trail following alongside it. Again, thank God for Luka who always knows where the trail is.IMG_5269.JPG


According to my map and phone, I seemed to have missed my turn off to head back toward Randolph Hill Road. I doubled back and looked over and again for the trail and decided it must have been obliterated by a fallen tree or two. I would have to take Ice Gulch Trail I decided.

The air got colder and colder, it felt good as was hot and tired. We ended up finding the trail back to Randolph Hill, there was a newer looking sign leading the way. This was great as a later read that Ice Gulch Trail isn’t suitable for dogs.


Luka, my intrepid partner, never seemed to tire. I was grateful for the many spots for her to drink. I really appreciate an accommodating trail, one that provided all the drinks necessary for my pooch.

I’s like to do Ice Gulch again, with someone. I’m not likely to go back to the falls…it took a lot out of me. I was exhausted when I returned to the car and am still wiped out today. 

A day at the park


I took Luka to Dog Mountain today in St. Johnsbury, Vermont.  We stayed for two hours; if I had packed a lunch I would’ve stayed all day.  For the third day in a row, I felt I was in the most beautiful place I had ever been in and I didn’t want to be any where else.20140608-223747-81467897.jpg









How to have the perfect day


Mirror Lake loon



Maiden Voyage



My kayak





Hike at Weeks Park



1. Take your favorite dog on a hike.

2. Have lunch at a place  called “Grandma’s Kitchen,” that really does make you feel like you’re at your grandmas’s for dinner.

3. Find a kayak on sale at a place one hour and fifteen minutes closer than the place you were going to go to to buy kayaks.

4. Buy 2 kayaks and actually fit them into your car.

5. Take your maiden voyage in the above kayaks at the lake in your back yard.

6. Get up close to a nesting loon.

7. Get up close to the papa loon.

8. Kayak with the guy (or gal) you love most in the world.

9. Want to be no where else than where you are (THIS IS THE KEY TO HAVING THE PERFECT DAY!!)

10. Meet your lovely neighbors who invite you to “vespers”…their version.


I just had my perfect day.

the pups


20130919-201114.jpgthese are pieces I’m working on for a commission.

It’s helpful to see them as photographs, gives me a different way of looking at them…and see what needs to be fixed

my girl


a finer dog there never was

Good Dog

I love this dog so much….