Dear Curiosity Journal Standing beside the bubbling sap, I absorb the radiating heat of the...

Dear Curiosity Journal, I tune into the soft sound of water landing on soil and survey the...

Dear Curiosity Journal, Kneeling near the ewes, I breathe in the intermingling aromas of animals...

Dear Curiosity Journal, Balio is at his best when he’s accompanied by both sheep and shepherdess,...

Dear Curiosity Journal, Snow blankets the landscape, tucking in seeds, worms, and insects, laying...

Dear Curiosity Journal,  As vehicles pulled in for the Maple Syrup Workshop, Rufus and I...

Dear Curiosity Journal, The Mother Maples are adorned in alabaster and the soft snowfall dampens...

Dear Curiosity Journal, Fat flakes fall on the ewes and they appear unbothered, eschewing shelter,...

Dear Curiosity Journal, After a lengthy stretch of computer work, I step outside and tune in to...

Dear Curiosity Journal, With the dawn of spring, the sun rises earlier each morning, and the...

Dear Curiosity Journal, Yesterday I fed the flock the last of their treats and didn’t replenish...

Dear Curiosity Journal, In the stillness of a snowy morning hour, I place the coffee kettle on the...