Dot, My Mother, and I
(at Flat Iron)
As long as I can remember, there was an animal in my life. Sometimes that animal was my only friend, being an only child. They all had names, including the skunk, Sweet William. I didn't grow up to be a veterinarian or anything, but I have a powerful connection with animals...even our cow, Nancy. I have a suspicion that birds have far greater intelligence than we credit them in spite of the fact that their brains are small. Since when does small mean incapable? Seen those hand-held computers lately?
A squirrel sits on my knee. (1960's)
Deer feed on grain from my hand. (1960's)
Still my greatest love. (1960's)