I was born in 1949 and my first home was married student housing at Denison University in Granville, Ohio, where my parents were young students. I have lived in Iowa City, IA, Las Vegas, N.M., Upper Arlington, OH., Santa Fe, N.M., Sausalito, Ca., Karşıyaka, Turkey, Larkspur, Ca., Berkeley, Ca., and near Bishop, Ca., among other places, and returned to Santa Fe in 1973. I delivered newspapers in Santa Fe as a kid and later, after getting bored with firefighting and conservation work in California, tended bar in Santa Fe. I came to think of Santa Fe, or at least its hills, sky and colors, as my hometown. I reported and edited for newspapers in Santa Fe and Albuquerque for 40 years, starting in 1974, and retired in 2015. I have lived for the past 35 years in Placitas, New Mexico, a quiet middle ground between Santa Fe and Albuquerque with elbow room and good access to public land.

Cowboy2, like at least one his predecessors, seems to have found a safe place during the thunder and lightning of monsoon storms. If I put my feet on his paws, he even stops trembling. Cooper, although he also used the adobe fireplace, also took cover under the desk. I hope this guy senses that. He’s been here for eight months now and this is his first summer, although he came from Utah, where he reportedly was living outside.

One of Cooper’s ports during a storm.

Cowboy1 wasn’t bothered by storms. I took him initially in foster care but decided to keep him when he curled up with me as a few-months-old pup to watch the rain.

Three views — south, east and west — of a 16-inch crude oil pipeline replacement through Placitas area, July 2024. This pipeline, running from the southeast corner of New Mexico to the northwest corner, Permian Basin to San Juan Basin, has been here since 1957.