Busy morning, quiet evening. Quiet … until after dark, when the coyotes came out. Click here for coyotes (and a few disgruntled dogs and coyote echo on down the creek):
Busy morning, quiet evening. Quiet … until after dark, when the coyotes came out. Click here for coyotes (and a few disgruntled dogs and coyote echo on down the creek):
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 …
Lonely are the nuts, warming in the sun, winter coming soon. What jays don’t peck, the cones let fall. Buried then for food, or maybe another tree, with shelter and snow, growing a little humor where I like to go.
New snow on the mountain top today and sandhill cranes overhead. If you look real hard in the upper left of my iPhone snapshot, you can see a line of them on their way down to Bosque del Apache. Thanks to Lori for the heads up. Maybe, one of these days, I’ll start packing …
