Before I switch to the monsoon, here are a few pre-monsoon sunsets with Cabezón. From home, down the Lower Las Huertas Creek drainage and over the Rio Grande.
Before I switch to the monsoon, here are a few pre-monsoon sunsets with Cabezón. From home, down the Lower Las Huertas Creek drainage and over the Rio Grande.
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 …
Blue sunset, I called it, August 11. Actually, it’s turquoise. My favorite. I still miss Cooper mucho, but decided to check out a pup at the vet. Brought this guy home from the animal hospital Friday afternoon. He’s still getting used to things at dreamranch. It’s supposed to be foster care, but he’s a hoot. …
Monday, Aug. 8, 2016
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 …
I believe sunsets and dawns are indifferent. But this one was especially pretty. Primary election night, June 6, 2016.
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