For the birds: johnrobertson@jrobertsonNM·45m There are scrub jays and titmouses, (Yes, pundits say that’s the plural), and I usually root for the titmouse. johnrobertson@jrobertsonNM·12m Still reeling from @nytfood‘s latest Brussels sprout recipe, I am going for a walk. johnrobertson@jrobertsonNM·3m And, yes, I read the @newrepublic piece on the Supreme Court and standing before leaving. (All …
For briefly escaping worries about pandemic, politics, water and wildfire, I am thankful for: Patrick O’Brian by day and Longmire by night … … birdwatching and walks in between … … the view west when the smoke has cleared … … fall colors … … company at hand … … and thanks to a delivery …
Blue sky in the morning Wednesday and for my evening walk, wildfire smoke gray gone in three directions at least for a day. Camera exaggerating in 6:30 p.m. light but still picking up smoke to the west.
We were celebrating your 60th birthday with this 1989 hike in Colorado, but the photos will do for Father’s Day. My late father, Bob Robertson, 1929-1995.
