In those days, my mother and I showed collies on the weekends. Our lives revolved around which dog was in full coat. I don’t remember who we showed that muggy day only that we lost and then raced a thunderstorm…
In those days, my mother and I showed collies on the weekends. Our lives revolved around which dog was in full coat. I don’t remember who we showed that muggy day only that we lost and then raced a thunderstorm…
Mother’s Day 2005 I have not reproduced. I have not passed on my genetic code to the next generation. I am a mother to my collies Amber, Serena and Julie. I am a mother to my creativity. I am a…
Come look into my eyes and you’ll see the sky reflected there. My mother was “blue” for much of her life. She never got over Sheriann’s death beloved first child who died before Jerry, Mayona or I were born. I…
My name is Karen L. Phelps. I’m an award-winning writer, editor and photographer. My writing explores the unique relationship between people and the animals they love.