Only 37 °F (3 °C), but it feels like spring, sort of. Hah. Tell that to the dirty solid ice outside the front door. It’s been there for over a month! “Well, why don’t you get rid of it?” I’m sure there’s a way. Have the washer woman and the scrub lady build a big [...]
Taos

“Old Taos,” as the saying goes. Here with dead sister’s art (Hi, T.!), teas & spices, photovoltaic lantern, and a crack.
A view most of my readers have seen before, but just a few days old. You’re looking roughly west-northwest from the trail I took at Taos Valley Overlook in the preceding post, as if you were standing in the same place but turned 180° around. This is a telephoto shot, of course, with the top [...]
Went for a four-mile hike in the neighborhood yesterday, since the pickup is still buried in the snowy driveway and I can’t get to the wilderness. It turns out that the two-mile turnaround point is completely out of town, however—all the way past Talpa on Rt. 518!—so I guess I made it, anyway. Just a [...]
Just realized this was actually Christmas Day! Oh well. “Nine-days-ago wood pile,” then. I never tire of taking pictures of the woodpile, though. It’s like photographing a loaded pantry or a beating heart. That may be a stretch for you, but you’re not living in a mud hut on this hillside at 7,060 ft. Sometimes [...]
Oh yes, this is what you get. The dead landlord rehabilitated this 110-year-old adobe over 40 years ago. I guess that makes it “old Taos” twice over. Probably the best thing he did was add a second roof that you can’t see, because at least the place is insulated in that way and doesn’t lose [...]