Yeah, we got a little wet. It wasn’t bad. That line of virga with rain behind it snuck up on us faster than I expected, or maybe not. I do love a certain element of weather risk. Quite the glorious foreshortened hike, otherwise.
Building fires is still a thing here. Callie the Wonder Cat is no dummy, although she’ll sit there sometimes when the Ashley’s cold. Cargo cult cat voodoo: if I lie here, heat will come. Oh that Ashley. I used to read the original Whole Earth Catalog when I was plotting my escape to northwest Arkansas. [...]
It hadn’t rained all month and everything was dead and ravens squawked. Letting the “yard” go back to Nature wasn’t going to make another house show up, but I’d given it a good shot—now we had a fire hazard, and I couldn’t find the hose. At the same time, the weather was a little out [...]
I keep thinking she’s in the bedroom asleep, and then I remember I took her to the airport in Albuquerque this morning. She landed in Minneapolis at almost the exact moment I hit the last stretch of bumpy dirt road on the way home. I cried a little on the freeway. All my sins, you [...]
Nothing of consequence to post just now. But sitting outside looking at this scene reminded me of how it felt to be on the edge of the plains in Rayado a couple of weeks ago. It’s all about the air, and light…
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