… she was very simply and honestly recording her experience, unvarnished and raw, unedited. Married in 1898, she must have been growing up in these villages in the 1880’s. I wanted to know what it was really like and she told me in remarkable detail.
Truchas, New Mexico in the Snow
I know that in much of the country you’ve had more snow this winter than you can bear. But here in New Mexico we’ve been starved for it. We need snow each winter like a flower needs the sun and, finally, we’ve been getting it.
Gift of the Birds
I do believe we each have a path we must walk in this life. But is there something charted deep within us that points the way? What if what we ache for is more universal than individual, like the birds that migrate together, stay together? What if we are programmed, as a species, to simply BE…
First Frost
There was something extra special about the market yesterday. Companionably cold and crisp, everyone was bundled up against this new nip in the air.
Good Day Sunshine
I quite love the blurry photo I took this morning before sunrise when I went out to sow seeds for the birds. The warm light is shining from inside the house while the sun is casting a kind of twilight over the mountain…
The Setting Sun in Truchas, New Mexico
As I came home from a second walk with the dogs yesterday, it was as though I was walking into the sunset. First the shadows grew long and the landscape was washed with burnt sienna…
Come Walk With Me?
It is silent beyond words. A raven flies above me and I HEAR its wings cutting through the sky, bringing an immediate and private smile to my lips.