My friend, Bill Loyd, is a sculptor and bell maker. I was going to write about him for the blog but then I went to his website and re-read his Farmer’s Mantra. I couldn’t possibly introduce you to Bill in a better way than in his own words so, with his permission: “Growing up on […]

My friend, Anna Karin, moved to Truchas over six years ago now, arriving with her red wolf named Sheba and an orange cat. She was at the end. All of her resources were gone and she didn’t know what to do next, so she did what was in front of her: She rented an old adobe church with a house in back.