The Doberman barks all hours by the trailer down the road, jumping back and forth against his chain that flashes silver in the sun. I realize I am the dog. The eighty feet of elm that fell but only grazed the house had smashing walls in mind. Identifying with the only thing it ever tried [...]
Haven't been able to write for weeks, but it's only a blog, so let's give it a go [clears throat]... Remember the tree? It's still there, hah! A couple of guys came by yesterday to read the water meter that's now underneath it. They freaked out a little, but I knew they could get to [...]
It ought to be easy to climb out. Everything is in place, even the elm tree trunk that broke off and fell, nearly hitting the house. I'm going to leave it there. The crash was like closing a dead man's eyes. When we finally have our feet on the ground in a place that feels [...]
Here we are and this is what we do, both feet flat on the ground. You just put one foot in front of the other, her father told her. We just go until we stop, she said.
A few hours before I took this shot, we headed south to Pilar to look for ducks along the Rio Grande. As soon as we had a clear view out to the west, I saw a wall of rain and snow marching across the vastness. In the way it often does around here, one half [...]