Without radar, mountain reading is a challenging pastime. Here is October 9. But upon inspection of photos, maybe all I’m looking at is continuation of monsoonal flow from the south that first showed up in my neck of the woods on June 17.
Without radar, mountain reading is a challenging pastime. Here is October 9. But upon inspection of photos, maybe all I’m looking at is continuation of monsoonal flow from the south that first showed up in my neck of the woods on June 17.
This morning’s wildfire smoke started me thinking about our last big snow. It was December 2006 and it was a big one for the upper Middle Rio Grande valley. A record-setting 11.3 inches landed on the airport in Albuquerque. We got close to a couple of feet up here in Placitas. That is my late …
My sisters use the word “scratchy” to refer to mild irritability. I often find myself scratchy in June and I blame it on the weather. Here’s a note I wrote on the morning of June 1, grateful for coffee gifts, old and new, but grumpy about the atmosphere. : Saturday morning: Thank you, Hope and …
Tantalizing but distant. I am a little consoled by familiarity with high desert oddness. Placitas, New Mexico, gets an average of 11 inches of rain a year. A place I used to live, at the foot of Mt. Tom, north of Bishop, California, in the Owens Valley, gets about 5. Both places lie at the …
First thing I do in the morning is check the sky. In New Mexico, it is almost always sharply clear and strikingly blue. Next, I go to the newspapers. The view is not so good here. In the headlines, I quickly see New Mexico’s underbelly — so soon after taking in the sky. Today, on …
dream ranch 