I am well aware that not everyone is a fan of my blog.
I am well aware that not everyone is a fan of my blog.
Cowboy and a pal drag me into the hills, where we find beauty, quiet and ATV tracks. Click to enlarge and enable slideshow.
Coyote in the rain. Heeler in the rain.
Dear Dad, I’m sure it’s raining on the east side of the Pecos today. That’s good because I’m afraid the Calf Canyon/Hermit’s Peak fire has burned all the way west to Hamilton Mesa or at least to Iron Gate. I guess it’s also burned over where we left your ashes with Pat’s near the Mora …
Grumpy about aging knees after a walk with Cowboy, and taking a mental health break from CNN/Ukraine, I try for escape with the romantic conclusion of Longmire but it turns out it’s time for someone’s dinner.
My first sighting of cranes this fall — Sandhills, I’m told — flying south over Placitas, Wednesday, Oct. 27, 2021. They were way above me, looking straight up from the backyard at just over 6,000 feet. I think they were climbing in elevation to make it over the Sandias, just over 10,000 feet at the …
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When you live alone with a dog, in my case an alert blue heeler, they learn all the what’s-next signals, from teeth-brushing and sock-tugging, to garbage-can rustling and cookie-jar rattling, to text messaging from a walk friend and inhaler-puffing by the alleged walk supervisor. Dinnertime delay prompts a visit and a stare. After five years …
dream ranch 