Six below zero this morning. If you left it outside, it’s dead or broken. More snow yesterday, powder this time, so you can sweep it with a broom. The dirt road is never plowed because I won’t make a “political contribution.” It’s been this way for over ten years. Meanwhile the main thoroughfare in Taos is a third world disgrace, cratered with tire-eating holes. (What am I saying? They probably have better streets in Tegucigalpa.) I’m no longer trying to escape, but whenever I venture out, I wonder who’s insane. Did you know “blue-haired Texans” is a phrase here? More Comanches, por favor. Wearing deprivation like a skin. Damn, the winter is hard, and this one’s barely started. There must be something I can do.
Got invited to join a hot-shot invitation-only social network a few weeks ago. Said yes, of course. The founder likes my writing. I downloaded the app, scored the invite code, and never signed in. May yet, though. They say the secret of life is showing up, but I’m not sure. Maybe you have to enter the code in that great web form in the sky. Who has time for social networks? I have lots of time but act less social every year. This is not a happy trend. Be careful what you ask for, maybe it’s already here and God thinks you meant something else.
All is possible with love. (At least I think so.) She whose smiles mean everything to me awaits my melting in the sun.
Happy Holidays to you and your lovely, John. I like you have plenty of time, but I know exactly what you are saying about social media. I dropped off G+ over a year ago, still have a presence, but no longer interact. Twitter and Facebook are just repositories for things I’m interested in and follow. I only post images on Flickr and don’t have the gift of words like yourself, so don’t write a blog…so, there you go.
Always enjoy your emails and images, John…keeps me up on Taos and the changes since my visit in 2002.
Cheers, John…have a wonderful New Years..!!
Hi Fred! Much appreciated, and the same to you!
I love this image. Looks like joy to me. Stay cozy.
I like that one, too. She was saying, “NOOOoooo” (don’t take my picture)… The joy is in her. It’s my beacon.