Tonight will see the rising of the first full blue moon… I’m making deviled eggs to take over to my friend Doug’s house.
Blog Posts about New Mexico
Where Is the Match
It may be the role of our spiritual leaders—those we accept—to give us the wood for a fire but expect us to provide the match. I thought of that Monday
Summer Sports: Volleyball
As I sit on a bench in the shade waiting for him, I see a group of eight young people working at pegging the outline of a big square and digging in two posts for a net.
New Mexico Rain
I sometimes think the greatest disservice of many which has been done to women is the writing, recording and endlessly repeating of romantic songs.
Acequia Madre: The Mother Ditch
To me the Acquia Madre’s presence is a reminder every day of the central influence of women here in Santa Fe.
Hope
“‘Hope’ is the thing with feathers,” Emily Dickinson wrote in 1861, wisely putting quotation marks around the word to signify its unreliability, for nothing is more easily crushed in our world today.
My Bear Is Back
I know she/they are back because my tube bird feeders are lying on the ground, seeds scattered and gone.
Rose B. Simpson: Leaving Fingerprints Behind
I remember when I first met Rose at her booth in Santa Fe’s August Indian Market. She had hung an astonishing large color photograph on the front of her booth…
Las Vegas New Mexico’s First State Female Wrestling Champ
The staunch Las Vegas Optic, one of a number of small town newspapers that have found the cash and the spirit to survive the universal collapse of print news publications, recently ran a photo and story on its front page that caught my eye.
In the Company of Women: Mabel’s House
One of my pleasures here is eating dinner alone in a good restaurant and drinking a glass of wine. It is my best opportunity to watch people and to jump to perhaps wrongheaded conclusions about them.