Well, I said we did, didn’t I? Just thought some of you might like to see a little bit of “old Taos.” Much of Llano Quemado—the southern-most neighborhood in Ranchos de Taos—qualifies. The last half of the video shows the narrow street beside a church. It feels like old Mexico every time we drive by.
old Taos
It was different sort of day for us, with just one trip to town. The noisy neighbors were unaccountably and fortunately gone. The weather was warm and breezy. We had bratwursts and veggies to cook for supper, with caramel butter pecan cream and carrot cake for desert. After dark we walked fifty yards down the [...]
More old adobe lore
The little bastard just hung there looking at me, its oversized ears flared open and facing front. Kind of cute, actually, with big bright eyes, and the last thing I’d expect to see clinging to the rough boards in the northwest corner of the bathroom ceiling. The space above the “closet,” actually. There’s a wide [...]
Let there be no more mud forever
Hah! Big enough for you? I don’t have a page for it here yet, but you can grab it now at Amazon. It’s also at the iBooks Store and was approved but later put under review because of an overlooked link to an Amazon page—big no-no! I’ve fixed all that, and now we have to [...]
Sitting outside, listening to the wind. Kitty wants in.
The home-made voodoo art machine kept the former neighbor from renting out the empty house next door. It was only two bovine shoulder blades tied close together in a tree, but every now and then they clonked together in the wind and sounded strange. His wife didn’t like it all that much and once upon [...]
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