Someone said I ought to show you what it looks like. I hope they were right. Now it’ll just fill up with Albuquerque hipsters and the bikers won’t have anywhere to go. Yeah, right. Jemez Springs is nice, though. Quite the decent vibe. The first thing my wife said when we sat down at Los [...]
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“Ohhh my heart is a monster of love swallow you up like a dove, in the eye of a hurricane ohhh making my heart sing, over and over again” (silly old song I wrote years ago – JHF) My wife drove off to her studio a while ago. These colors remind me of what she [...]
See that big dust devil crossing the valley in front of Lobo Peak? I saw a couple three times bigger than that the other day, more like giant tan tornadoes. (D.H. Lawrence lived for a time in a tiny cabin on a ranch partway up that same mountain, by the way. If you know where [...]
I could almost live in Balltown. Well, for a couple of weeks, anyway. This is the view from the scenic overlook just past Breitbach’s restaurant, and the photo doesn’t do justice to the sense of being up in the air you get along this ridge a short way from the Mississippi. (That’s the river in [...]
This is the little house in Wall Lake, Iowa where my wife the classical pianist lived until she was three years old. We visited it on the way to Dubuque. Next door on the right is the house where an older woman lived whom she used to visit as a child. According to her, she’d [...]