I had no business trying to work inside on Saturday night anyway. My desk purposefully faces a blank wall, but the sunsets come through the windows. No, I ain’t complainin’.
I had no business trying to work inside on Saturday night anyway. My desk purposefully faces a blank wall, but the sunsets come through the windows. No, I ain’t complainin’.
I love newspapers and newspaper people. I’m pretty sure there’s no one I would rather work with, and I did so for 40 years. But I try to remember that it was not a sentimental business. “You’re only as good as your last story,” the old saying goes. And last stories often aren’t remembered a …
HOPE AND DESPAIR Today was the day Donald J. Trump claimed enough delegates to clinch the Republican nomination for president. Today was the day that Michelle Obama gave a speech at the Santa Fe Indian School commencement that referred to her own background and embodied what seemed a heartfelt understanding of the school and …
I was down in the dumps for a while but then realized I was reading only about Trump, Custer and the newspaper business. My spirits are lifting now. I know there is no saving of the newspaper business as I knew it, but I remain hopeful about journalism and journalists. I foresee Trump following in …
Cabezon sunset tonight reminded me of the well-known Navajo prayer. “In beauty may I walk All day long may I walk Through the returning seasons may I walk Beautifully will I possess again Beautifully birds, Beautifully joyful birds On the trail marked with pollen may I walk With grasshoppers about my feet may I …
No wonder there were so many expeditions. Gold everywhere: rose, white, yellow. Cooper and I go looking, too, and are always rewarded.
We were all out this evening, soaking up the last rays. Redondo, too.
Every now and then, the clouds just seem to start dancin’.
Click on photos for a slideshow. Cold today after Monday’s snow and a bunch of Sandhill cranes apparently decided to make a break for it in their trip down the Rio Grande. Hundreds above Placitas this afternoon, perhaps seeking a thermal for a shot south. Fortunately, neighbor Lori heard them and alerted me — being …
Happy ninth, Nancy. You even sounded older — but not too old — on the phone this morning. This is the picture your mom sent me on the Fourth of July. I hope she will send me one of the party up there in Utah today. I hope brother Tom will enjoy the party, too. …
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