Man, Man's Best Friend, and Man's Best Tractor working together to get the job done.

Papa Rod is befriended by newborn fawns.

Perhaps we do better to ponder big things in the contexts of our small day to day, rather than trying to apply big theories to our small realities.

That moment when the sun has moved far enough north to illuminate the shadowed side of the hill.

Let's explore intentionally curating sacred space and time.

Papa Rod free-associates and rambles on about whatever pops into his head.

We do well to tend that which we have cursed, until the curse is lifted and we sit together in the shade of the Unencumbered Birch.

Getting work done with family before Autumn takes over completely.

Pondering your mortality needn't be a morbid affair.  

Ponder the nuances of the passage of time.