Where Energy Flows

By Ann Trump
Most mornings, I hear the birds chattering their greeting to the dawn at least a half an hour before I see them. I have several bird feeders around my house, but I have strategically positioned a feeding area outside my bedroom window between the Korean spice bush and the quince.  While I drink [...]

By Ann Trump
The white dog took ownership of me gradually.  Coming from the woods in the back yard, he first befriended my large Lab/Shepard named Maggie.  I would look out the back window and see them playing, maybe tugging on a stick, but the little dog would run off if I opened the door.  Throughout [...]