I saw Claudio the other day, waiting for his order of barbecued ribs at the van that sits these days of the pandemic in a parking lot…
Claudio
Smoke
It happens every summer during these years of drought, and we should be thankful it didn’t happen until last week…
Summer Evening
After supper on these warm evenings in Santa Fe, my dog Pip usually insists on a walk.
Bear
A few years ago when I built my studio on the edge of the Santa Fe Watershed in the foothills of the Sangre de Cristo Mountains, I was visited by two bears.
L’esprit de L’escalier
We took our usual shortcut through an open field where an old house used to stand…
Eat the Rich
Where are we to turn for sustenance, the well-off as well as the less comfortable?
How Creative We Are!
Amazing to see the way friends and strangers here in Santa Fe do more than “adapt” to the virus—they make hay out of it.
The Good News
We’re learning—in small towns, in countries, in continents—the lessons we desperately need if we are going to survive… not only this crisis, but the far greater looming crisis of global climate disruption.
Dancing for the New Year
I’ll be dancing in the New Year—out with the old, in with the new, and hope springing eternal.
Christmas Eve in Santa Fe
The ritual of planting candles to light the way to church for midnight mass on Christmas Eve was brought first to Mexico by the conquistadores.