NOMAD DREAMING

Opened the kitchen curtain one morning recently to see this. Not sure who precisely was responsible but suspicion leans heavily towards Felonious Feline, the feral roommate. As usual with this maddeningly evasive domestic cat-gone-rogue, proof of guilt is all always circumstantial. I’ve previously seen them perched with precarity on this very bird bath…. Birds of all shapes and sizes are heavily invested in the water source being upright and perpetually filled with water. Fe

With just over five weeks until my next big art exhibition at the 4 day Festival of the Cranes Art and Craft Fair in Socorro in early December, I take a few days off to celebrate Diwali, sleep on the earth amongst pea fowl, soak in mineral hotsprings and wander my feet on some paths in the Gila National Forest. I really lucked out with my timing this year for what has become a kind of annual autumn retreat to Faywood Hotsprings. At night I lay in the silky water of the geoth

There are plenty of Painted Ladies ( Vanessa cardui ) but no Monarchs (Danaus plexippus) in the west side story of a butterfly ballroom. I think I also spy some Southern Dogfaces ( Zerene cesonia ) dancing amongst the Painted Ladies. At ground level the real jewels of the season returned today. While watering the zinnias and cosmos on the west side, I discover the first saffron crocus flowers. The debutantes I’ve been waiting for! They came back! From the kitchen sink windo

It’s 6:30 in the morning and I’m out on the front porch to investigate the unusually dim dawn light of this day. Something is missing on the horizon and the light bulb in the sky needs changing. The sun has been furloughed. Turtleback mountain didn’t just borrow Table Mountain’s tablecloth , a phenomenon which happens sometimes when air currents in the Rio Grande river valley conspire to make cloud pour over the volcanic Caballo mountain range like draping cloth. No. On this