Nature

They didn’t actually fly away. It was the damnedest thing. I was walking up the mesa the way I always do, and at about the half-mile point, there they were, all of a sudden: a big flock of bluebirds—two or three dozen for sure—taking to the air from a large piñon tree by the side [...]

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I first saw the wind turbines on my last trip to Austin, when I came down off the caprock some distance southeast of Lubbock. They seemed enigmatic, almost beautiful at first. Farther along the route, however— which took me through territory I hadn’t seen since I was 14 or 15—I came across them by the [...]

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The normal New Mexico approach to dealing with this involves a fire or paying a fine young man to dump it in the arroyo. The day was too windy for a burn–you have to be crazy to try that, anyway–and there was neither a nephew nor a nearby gully, so I did the next best thing and pitchforked it all farther down the hill.

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Okay, I think it’s time for one of these. I shot this today. I was going a little crazy again, trying to understand what was gnawing at me. I also had to decide if something I’d been attracted to recently was a great idea or suicide in disguise. For better or worse, I went out [...]

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Well, it won’t be long now… You’re looking at the lower slopes of Taos Mountain as seen from our house just south of town at around 8:00 a.m. this morning. I think that’s freezing fog, but later when the clouds lifted, you could see patches of snow for a while. I take a lot of [...]

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That’s about what it averaged, eight miles in a little over an hour. Sometimes I want to get out into the boonies real bad, but there isn’t time to make it a big project. That’s when the forest roads beckon. I took one today after lunch and followed the Rio Grande del Rancho — which [...]

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Suddenly a breezy sunny afternoon became a gusty cold one. In this part of the world, just dialing down the sun a little bit will make you reach for a jacket. And then the wind! Below: this is what some folks call “walking rain” when they see it dragging across a mountain range, but to [...]

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All of a sudden, I’m remembering my roots. My roots, not my family’s. Not where my ancestors came from, not friends and neighbors, not where I happen to live, but something else. That’s Callie the Wonder Cat in the photo below. Everything is perfect. There’s water to drink, green grass to nibble, tree trunks to [...]

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Hoo boy, have I been straying far afield. What that means is living unaware of Source. It’s almost as if I’ve been standing on the lid of my unconscious: I haven’t been dreaming, for one thing. Not a whit. And I haven’t allowed myself to play music for over a month! Every time I get [...]

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