Emma, the White Dog Hello SaddleBrooke Progress friends! I’m Emma, your cheerful little white dog in SaddleBrooke. In this column, I share a dog’s-eye view on life by answering thoughtful questions with kindness, gentle humor, and a bit of tail-wagging wisdom. You can follow more of my adventures and photos on my blog, Life With…
Gary Chalk Throughout our marriage Jan and I sometimes don’t see things eye to eye. One morning we REALLY did not see things eye to eye! This is what happened… Jan left to go to a dental appointment. Meanwhile, I was home getting ready to meet friends for lunch. When I began to shave I…
Larry Mazin SaddleBrooke is one of those rare places where nighttime still means nighttime. No street lights, no glare—just stars, silence, and the occasional deer strolling by as if it owns the place (which, frankly, it probably did first). Many residents enjoy evening walks, which are healthy, neighborly, and highly encouraged. However, after dark, some…
Suzanne Marlatt Stewart I came across an article by Thomas Reed, an English writer whose work centers on reflection and mood. He states the following: “Watch any busy junction at rush hour and you’ll start spotting two tribes. There are the wavers, who lift a few fingers from the steering wheel when someone lets them…
Stuart Watkins Did you know that the Ute people were the first tribes in the American Southwest to use horses? I did not, but according to Native American World and an article by Aleksandra Micura, this is factual. She also reported the Ute language, which belongs to the Uto-Aztecan family, is one of the oldest…
Christianne Dettmann We’re often told life should be lived with no regrets—that we should never look back wishing we had done some things differently. As I write this, I wrestled just over one year ago with the decision to end my FEMA career prematurely, based on circumstances beyond my control. I left a role I…