Returning to Taos is always a revelation. The picture above is still southeastern Colorado, but Lord in heaven: we’re going into that. And over, and beyond. When we used to live in the East and were coming back from those Iowa road trips to my wife’s family, we’d know we were getting close to the [...]
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If this doesn’t make you dizzy you ain’t doin it right
Oh my lord, chilluns, what a life I lead now. Never was a matter of being normal. More like trying and failing and landing on the other side. Oh, the wages of sin! I did everything crazy. Just look at what it got me: here I am shooting across America on a Tuesday afternoon. The [...]
If he grabs you, better keep real still
A loud whomp against the window glass usually means a bird, so I got up to look outside. The trick is to find the unconscious feathered missile before the cat does and move it to a safe place; if its neck isn’t broken, the victim usually revives and flies away. That wasn’t the case with [...]
The ancient ones are not amused
The danger here is palpable. Call it what you will: angry spirits, corruption, evil vibes, you feel it. This was already here, a short distance away, when I first rented our old adobe on the hillside. It’s actually a kiva, an underground ceremonial chamber, or at least it was once. The Pueblo Natives who built [...]
Taos Mountain with magpies on their way to roost in Miranda Canyon
There’s been so much sunshine this year. Hardly any snow. Day after day of clear blue sky and big bright sun. You get addicted and expect it and it usually shows up. Like how when you stop trying to “fix” things so hard, something else gets better, and then you just go with that. The [...]
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