Sometimes I forget we have a river nearby. The Rio Grande del Rancho runs through the valley below. There are pastures you can’t see here that flood from irrigation and attract wild ducks. Although to tell the truth, I haven’t seen that recently, since it’s gotten drier and drier. When I first moved in here, [...]
Llano Quemado
This is a morning photo, and the light is different. See the shadows of the tall trees on the snow?
I will never tire of these. I just can’t get over how the telephoto lens can reach out across the valley and put me into a place like this, the west side of the the summit of Taos Mountain. Whenever we leave our old rented adobe for the Land of Closets & Less Mud (i.e. [...]
Have a drink, load up the wood stove, put your shorts back in the drawer
We just got a couple inches of new snow. Wet stuff this time. With the temperature just above freezing and all, a lot of it soaked right into the ground—you should have seen the unmaintained dirt road—but it’s 16 °F tonight, and all the world is frozen now. Winter could just as well be gone [...]
Sunlight and mountains and blue sky and dust
The thing jumped down from coincidence and jerked a rope around my neck: “Uukkghhh…” I think I said, or something like it. Remembering the lovely green life o’ me pasts (leaving out poison ivy, multiflora, deer flies, and sweat), I cursed the day I ever set out for the moon! An old tale with me, [...]
She’d look lots different all wetted down, so there’s that.
Maybe I should hit her up for a loan. If ever a cat needed a fast ride on a loud motorcycle, I’m looking at it right now. Meanwhile, I’m still bored. A box elder bug just committed suicide by flying into cold dishwater in the sink, though, so things are looking up. »Buy This Photo!«
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