Finding comfort amid the hustle and howls
A shared quiet moment on the trail. They were howling at nearly midnight. And again, at noon. Last night, far too close for comfort as I...
The January Purgatory = True Story
I miss sitting on the patio with the dogs, watching the ducks on the pond. Here, Luka shows us how to do it best. I’ve heard it called...
You don’t have to call him ‘Fellow,’ but …
Editor's Note: I cropped some woman out of this photo who The Weed had his arm around. He'll have some explaining to do later. He’d never...
Of baked potatoes, microwaves, grandparents, and being resolute
A Saturday morning sunrise to remember in 2024. I call them: A baked potato in the microwave moments. Years ago, my grandparents gifted...
Happy holidays … Pass the Tylenol
It's almost Christmas. Everything hurts. Let the record show it is Thursday, Nov. 30, 2023, and I, Kelley King, being of mostly sane...
Of sad geese and lingering grief
It's been nearly a year since my Dad died after an accident left him with a traumatic brain injury. In that time, I've learned a lot...
Layla Moon: Still with the barking & the terrible teens
Layla's latest photo shoot reveals the identity she hopes to one day project. Contrary to her latest photo shoot (see accompanying...
A Pandemic Flashback & The Promise of a Christmas Tree … From Florida
Because of a large water main break near his Boulder office, The Weed is working at home this morning. It’s a bit nostalgic. The Weed is...
Of barking & being the bad kid on the block
If only life were this peaceful all the time with our very vocal Layla Moon. We go to the dog park. We walk at least 5 miles each day. We...
The Education of Layla Moon
Layla Moon in action. For me, three weeks is a long time to go with little sleep. Still, I know it’s worth it. I mean, it’s already worth...
