Not taken today, but that’s where I was. Similar but more grand. There was a large storm with lightning and heavy rain about twenty miles away on the other side of the gorge. It looked like a Portuguese man-of-war with horns and covered half the sky. I could see the rain advancing rapidly in my [...]
Taos Valley Overlook
Raining somewhere if we let it
The old dude marched across the sagebrush-covered mesa, scuffing his boots in the dust and marveling (once again) that he was all alone under God’s big sky in the middle of nowhere that was somewhere in his heart or else he wouldn’t be there. Scuff, stride, pant. It was hotter than it should have been, [...]
That’s the gorge, of course
“You need to shake things up,” she said. (What, does she know about the Uranus transit?) Hell, yes. Still, it’s nice to be told. The shackles are off, but I’ve not strayed far from the gate. I wonder what I’ll do? Spend the house money on a truck? Oh, no! But it’s beautiful at our [...]
From the cliff at Taos Valley Overlook: Rio Pueblo far below, mesa on the right is Native land, road to Carson in the distance
This is something of a trip. A hand-crafted excerpt here to say I hope you feel the freedom at the end.
Can’t get over how green it looks, and with hardly any rain
Behold The Terrible High Desert™ in all its horror, eh? Give me a place like this and we’re in business, but it hasn’t happened yet. Our buyer’s agent keeps sending me listings for houses in the sagebrush—there’s plenty in this view—and I just can’t relate. Rocks and hills and arroyos to explore is quite the [...]
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