As a child, I grew up in a quaint village in England in sight of the hills of Wales and as old as the hills themselves. This small village is mentioned in the Domesday Book, a great survey of the land of England and Wales ordered by William the Conqueror in 1086. The nearby city of Chester is so steeped in history that can’t truly be revealed due to the layers of history building upon themselves over the ages. Known as the Walled City, it retains the most complete example of the ancient walls built during the Roman conquests. In tracing back my family’s history, it is remarkable how far back we go in the same small local area.
As a teen, my family and I came to Minnesota. Soon I met my husband Mike and settled down in Wright County to raise a family.
Today my husband and I still enjoy the small town life but love to travel when we can. Our two daughters are grown and have moved out of the family home as the independent and strong daughters I am proud of. My eldest is happily married and my youngest is in a strong relationship.
I am lucky to be surrounded by animals. My horses keep me grounded in life while letting me fly when we ride as one. The now passed J.J. was a talker; he would call to me when things weren’t right in the barn. Nowadays, while my other horses will tell me things, none has matched J.J. for conversation. My current two, Ghost, and Jewel, have a great deal to say lately about the weather, their feed, and the adventures we go on as we ride in parades across the country. It is nice to know they appreciate their care and travels.
Charlie is a very young English Springer Spaniel. One of us trains the other in obedience work, though I’m not terribly sure who trains whom. The very elderly Haylee is last of five rescue cats and cares for nothing but attention (when my hands are busy), for her food dish to be full at all times, and for her favorite warm spot not to be occupied by Charlie.