Back by popular demand, here are some recent Cowboy and sky photos for my social media-avoiding friends. I’ve been posting photos of the new heeler puppy Cowboy on Facebook, but I have sisters and friends who won’t go to that spooky space. One sister won’t even go on the Internet. A couple of dogless friends …
Monday, Aug. 8, 2016
I am reminded that blue birds do fly, now and then.
Sometimes empty is too much. Sometimes clouds are everything. Change is slow. But oh …
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’.
The weather technicians say it is the start of the monsoon, but I still balk at the New Mexico use of the term. It works when I’m reading Joseph Conrad, but it seems out of place as I gaze at the Pajarito Plateau. Against the grain of my newspaper training, reluctantly using two words instead …
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