Believe it or not, there are two cords in there. The pile is twice as long as it is high, and you’re looking at it from the end. “Mixed wood,” $180 a load, mostly red fir and just a little green. That’s five dollars less than I was paying for naturally dry five hundred year [...]
Llano Quemado
The sun here in the winter is a saving grace. It melts the snow, dries the mud, and feels damn good against the skin at seven thousand feet, even as you’ve been living on the edge so long, it’s flat, and the air is cold enough to kill you. The temperature dropped to 7 degrees [...]
Sorry for the lack of posting, I’ve been busy here. It’s the old winter tension thing…We’re supposed to go to Alamosa, Colorado on Tuesday (see previous post) and it’s looking rather iffy. There’s snow on the ground outside and more falling as I write this at 10:30 p.m. Monday. I was feeling pretty good about [...]
Juan del Llano couldn’t breathe. On this sunny late October day, the air inside the old adobe was just too funky. Meanwhile, at the other end of the room from where he sat to write, his wife was balancing her checkbook, a task he gave up twenty years ago after websites were invented because the [...]
Not ready for this, neither physically or emotionally. But it’s a-comin’, boys.