It was warm yesterday when I shot this in the canyon at Pilar, low 70s, in fact. It probably looks the same today, but Nature’s serious and colder air is blowing in. We could even get a touch of snow tonight. Meanwhile back in Llano Quemado, invisible buzzards circle the the twin Adobes of Doom. [...]
old Taos
One, two, three
There’s a thing about life that few people know. What’s missing or hurting will always show up in some way—you can’t get away, it’s like gravity. From 2003 to 2005, I lived alone in the house in the background. My wife was in Dubuque, and the neighbors were here. Good people. I’d rented the place [...]
Location, location, location
Whoa, look out! It’s spring in the terrible high desert. In the impressive drought we’re enduring, the water might not flow beyond a month instead of until November (?) like it usually does. When the ditch first starts running, you feel this crazy electricity in the air. We hang our clothes to dry just a [...]
My desk is by the window with the lamp
Oh, it’s old, all right. Taos is really old. Back East, people often act as if there wasn’t any history before the English—one can only wonder why—but here the millennia get in your face. Aside from whoever showed up with armed Spanish expeditions, many early European settlers were actually Sephardic Jews chased out of Spain [...]
Beloved topography, that’s something else (hiking trail south of Taos)
I heard a bunch of folks get called that today—over 60 of them, actually—”recognized and beloved artists of Taos.” These are all people right here in town donating one 6 x 8 inch art work each for a fundraiser. Each piece costs $125, which I am assured is “less than the cost of dinner for [...]
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