NOMAD DREAMING

I lost a day this week to self induced fever dreams. Not knowing what the kakistocracy* will bring, I chose to submit to an annual Covid...

Even the sky seemed to want to scratch out something that day. The first Wednesday of November an early morning drive-by of news...

Having kept me up all night, just before sunrise I catch the full moon sneaking behind the apricot tree, slipping towards the western...

Coyotes sing at night in the desert. I don’t know if it’s their lovely wild ruckus or the very bright full moon making me restless...

I haven’t had much of a food garden this year for various reasons including extended periods of extreme heat, drought and the dismal...

Then there was this: the shala became a featured stop on an artists studio tour. I signed up to participate in this first ever event...

My friends, let’s grow up. Let’s stop pretending we don’t know the deal here. Or if we truly haven’t noticed, let’s wake up and notice....

A mile or two north of the village of Jemez Springs is a 7000 year old natural geological phenomenon known as Soda Dam , though thanks to...

The phenologists were probably correct. The prolonged heat and drought and lack of sudden freeze have had an impact on autumn leaf color...

While the iris which was purchased as Coyote Ugly, and is blooming completely out of season, might actually not be Coyote Ugly since it...

“It’s been so unusually hot and dry. There won’t be good leaf color this year,” I kept reading while doing research into leaf peeping in...

“They aren’t going to come back” I had been thinking, almost reconciled to the saffron crocus ( Crocus sativus ) being lost to the...

Cooling on the rack today: a bunch of wobbly, misshapen versions of samosas, the quintessential Indian street food, which it turns out...

Eleven vintage suitcases of freshly block printed cloth and one small case of hand printed cards accompanied me this weekend for a...

While Florida battens down the hatches and evacuates ahead of mad bad Milton, it is perfect weather in the northern Chihuahuan desert....

Hello autumn light! Spider season is upon us. Cobwebs appear everywhere. I am grateful that they are snaring the biting gnats which are...

Planning for the eastern NM Route 66 explorations can best be summed up as drive, camp, paddle (with eating in there, of course) I left...

Perhaps nothing is more quintessential American road trip than the experience of sizzling, dazzling, charismatic neon roadside business...

The light at Conchas lake at dawn with the full moon setting has the pearly salmon opalescence of the inside of a conch shell. Though I...

“…the fault dear Brutus lies not in our stars but in ourselves that we are underlings…” William Shakespeare : Julius Caesar A predawn...