It’s time for Sandhill cranes to be flying down the Rio Grande and Izzy seems aware, even if she spotted them inside. Photos by Izzy supervisor Lori and jr. Molly and Cowboy 2 standing by.
It’s time for Sandhill cranes to be flying down the Rio Grande and Izzy seems aware, even if she spotted them inside. Photos by Izzy supervisor Lori and jr. Molly and Cowboy 2 standing by.
This was the best `I could do after scrambling from my living room chair and grabbing my Canon Powershot, then shooting into the sun while also trying to initiate an iPhone audio recording of crying coyotes the cranes apparently stirred up with their age-old trilling from 10,000 feet. At least I can still hear the …
Playing it safe at Walgreens with an old Santa Fe-Albuquerque controversy. Godfrey Reggio and Philip Glass at Walgreens. Jim Belshaw (once Arnholz) at Under Charlie’s Covers. Moon over huevos rancheros. Gettin’ their kicks over old 66.
When the counter is full at the Range in Bernalillo, I’m glad I live in a place where I can point the truck north on old 66 to Abuelita’s or Twisters, near the route of Coronado and homes of Puebloans who were already there, then east toward Placitas where Las Huertas Creek runs from a …
Maybe it’s because sandhill cranes are starting to return north from our Middle Rio Grande Valley that I keep thinking of this Assiniboine story about the creation of seasons. I came across the story in an essay called Long Time Ago by the late James Welch. I liked his line, “It is remarkable how logical …
Evening path. Fruitful piñon. Orphaned oak. November. Paris on my mind. Trying to get my head around war. Democratic debate tonight. I’ll see what Hillary Clinton has to say. Overlooking the gravel mine and car wrecks at dusk. The mine is encroaching on my home and my Honda is suddenly banged up, but tonight I …
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