Time Passes, Everything Changes (Right?)

What a huge, extended, bizarro rite of passage, monumental task, and gauntlet of demons, helpers, and wild scenes of every description is now coming to an end. And it’s not that things revert to “normal” now, because “normal” fell into those same categories too for years and years. No, this is something different. And it’s [...]

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Well, there went April. It’s been quite a month. As my wife said just now before turning out her light, “Everything is all mixed up. I wonder when it’s all going to come together again—do you know what I mean?” “Oh yes,” I told her. “I certainly do!” It was only a question of how [...]

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The other day I drove my ’87 Ford truck to the recycling center to unload glass and paper—talk about a useless exercise, two tons of rusty steel all the way there and back—which had to be the first time in a month it’s left the driveway. The tires, you see. They’ve got these cracks. About [...]

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This place is finished. I could walk away tomorrow. It’s been so dry for so long, and we had to be gone. With no one here to feed and water the birds, they disappeared. When everything is burning up, they look out for themselves and move away. The sunflower seeds I’ve put out since we [...]

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First of all, my wife and I are fine. Yesterday afternoon a friend of mine and I turned on the gas at the meter and relit our appliances. He wouldn’t take money but wanted a hug. Life on the frontier, folks, and that’s what’s happening here. If you do like you’re told and wait for [...]

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The new solar year began with the winter solstice, and I just uploaded the revised edition of Buffalo Lights to Amazon Kindle. There will be lots more to say about that soon, and Web pages to revise accordingly, as soon as the latest ebook is available for downloading. As some of you may recall, by [...]

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What a great trip! What we basically did was drive for two and a half hours along the Rio Grande to have lunch at Two Fools Tavern, an Irish pub in Albuquerque. The golden cottonwoods, faded but still glowing, were magnificent. There wasn’t a cloud in the sky, and the temperature was in the 60s [...]

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You’ll never guess what happened yesterday morning around 8:00 a.m, before I did the research and wrote about all this. Before I showed the pictures to my wife, before I went on strike and didn’t do any work, before I got all snurfy over saving $700/month and playing in the dirt: I opened the front door and saw a GREAT BIG BROWN COYOTE in the driveway about 50 feet away!

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