Got way too good at looking for trouble like my daddy taught me. I mean, you probably think that view’s askew, but soon it’s like an old damn shirt and you won’t see the cobwebs. Anyway, here we are in heaven. Good to understand that. God’s living room, I call it, and everyone’s allowed to [...]
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We sat together on the leather sofa she bought once from an artist to watch a video about some foxes up in Newfoundland. You might have seen it. I held the laptop on my guess where with one hand while the other clasped her thigh and pulled her in. How do we survive, you know. [...]
Morning light over the Talpa valley. Note the shadows in the foreground. Taos proper is down beyond and to the left.
The roof leaked like crazy the last time it rained—the same places as before, dripping quickly from the bathroom window frames and down from rotting vigas there and in the kitchen. The towels I quickly laid across the sills were sopping wet in just a few minutes. I built a fire in the wood stove, [...]
Sitting outside, listening to the wind. Kitty wants in.
The home-made voodoo art machine kept the former neighbor from renting out the empty house next door. It was only two bovine shoulder blades tied close together in a tree, but every now and then they clonked together in the wind and sounded strange. His wife didn’t like it all that much and once upon [...]
This excellent short video is number nine in the New Mexico True Stories series, which I only learned about ten minutes ago. (There’s some nice organ music background audio in the first video that opens at that link.) The video above is self-explanatory and appears to have been shot entirely in northern New Mexico. I [...]
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