Beginnings of anything are always inspiring, more than middle or ends, which tend to be tedious.
Start by Getting Them in the Room
The opening of the U.S Congress, two days ago, showed us what happens when we are in the room.
Bare-Breasted
Let’s begin the New Year with a salute to an astonishing woman, Agnes Sorel, the “acknowledged mistress” of the French king Charles the Seventh.
The Welcoming of Friends
Over the twenty-seven years I’ve lived in Santa Fe, many people have come and many people have gone.
The Mustard Seed
As a child, I planted seeds every spring and knew how likely it was that, when I forgot to water them, they would never spring from the dry earth.
Free To Be… You And Me
For a while, there was magic in the air.
What Part
Sometimes I’m grateful for the old Roman Catholic doctrine of Original Sin that held there is no innocent being, even a newborn, since Eve’s fall.
The Ruts Remain
Bells are ringing all over Santa Fe and the Plaza is blindingly bright with tree-strung lights…
Pip in Winter
My black dog Pip, now three and a half years old, fears not cold, snow or rain. For him it is all an adventure.
First Wolf in Yellowstone
There is something about the fierce wordless independence of the female wolf that stirs an atavistic antagonism.