No one knows why, but here in northern New Mexico it always snows on Sunday. Go ahead, say it. Anyway, it’s true. You can look it up. As you can see above, it’s been altogether too calm and temperate here for quite a while, and the gods will surely punish us soon. Like Sunday morning. [...]
Taos
This is from Friday morning, after it rained from afternoon to midnight. I love it when the clouds actually touch the mountains. That cloud-mountain interface is one of the best things about living where it isn’t flat. I could sit and watch this stuff all day. Sometimes in warmer weather, that’s exactly what we do [...]
“MOOugnnnn! MOOugnnn! MooUGNNN!” just now at nine o’clock at night, over and over for a dozen cycles, then fades. It happens any time of day or night these days. There are farms of some sort in the valley at the bottom of the hill, down there where the Rio Grande del Rancho flows. (That’s what [...]
Here we go again. Not Thanksgiving yet, and two snowstorms already. The first one was bigger. Snow, snow, snow. Just means I have to stay home. Maybe I even want to at first, with a wood stove six feet from my chair. Then comes the pressure. It feels so confining inside thick adobe walls with [...]
Sure, but then you knew that. This is a telephoto view looking west toward the Sangre de Cristos from Taos Valley Overlook about six miles south of Taos. The town itself lies beyond and below the sagebrush mesas in the foreground. That huge hulking thing is mostly Taos Mountain and belongs to Taos Pueblo. The [...]