My wife met someone today named “Thistle.” It might be “Willow,” though. She’s not sure. Very Taos, at any rate. But you have to give people credit for reinventing themselves here the way so many do. While this is a local industry, it does take a mess of hot lust to name yourself after a [...]
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“I look like Frankenstein,” she said, and she was close. The result of her eyelid surgery to remove a small basal cell carcinoma looked pretty gruesome to me the next day when I removed the bandage. She bruises easily, I know, but the swelling and the technicolor blotches set me back. I thought but didn’t [...]
When we first met in Maryland, I fell in love so hard. Because I knew how much she liked lilacs, I left a sprig of blossoms pinned beneath the windshield wiper on her ’65 Volkswagen so there could be no doubt. Years later, there were lilac bushes at the first and only house we’ve ever [...]
“I‘d like to turn around and drive up a couple of those roads we just passed. There’s a house for sale on one of them. Is that okay with you?” “Of course! It would be stupid not to look, as long as we’re here.” [Taking first of two dirt roads…] “Look, there’s a sign! But [...]
She has always smiled. No matter what she faced in days gone by, she could always smile—beautifully too, no halting, held-back concession to politeness. A being of light and love, she lives for music, gentility, and grace. (When I read her stories of bigotry and hatred on the campaign trail, she starts to cry.) She’s [...]