Monthly Archives: March 2011

We met a 1 and 1/2 year old dog named Gus at the dog park in Santa Fe who is the splitting image of Petey. He was just recently bathed, so a little better groomed (wire terrier coats are always … Continue reading →

The parashat this week was again from Leviticus. It dealt with the death of Aaron’s sons – their consumption by fire when they brought foreign fire into the sanctuary, and the injunction that Aaron is not to mourn the death … Continue reading →

The next morning I began my descent to Albuquerque, stopping at the Maxwell National Wildlife Preserve. I hiked in about 1/2 mile into the mud, leaving the dogs behind, to listen to the bird songs and simply watch them landing … Continue reading →

I had been given the general direction of the Folsom site by the Folsom museum curator, and set off down HW72 just for a view of the area – to get a feel for what someone living out there might … Continue reading →

Folsom is a small town. A population of 72 to be exact. So arriving in town at the beginning of spring, the sign at the museum said “Call to see museum.” I walk next door to the post office – … Continue reading →

Up in the northern part of New Mexico, one is immediately struck by the flatness and treelessness of the landscape, which is populated by an occasional mountain. As I went to visit Capulin Volcano National Monument, I passed the cows … Continue reading →

From Las Vegas New Mexico, I arrived up in Raton, passing by Philmont – the national boy scout training camp with its history of scouting. I couldn’t visit – the bridge was being repaired. I nevertheless began to observe what … Continue reading →

A Bird Apart from the Flock “Such promises are only for the gulls that accept the ordinary. One who has touched excellence in his learning has no need of that kind of promise.” Richard Bach “Jonathan Livingston Seagull” With all … Continue reading →

I went up to Las Vegas, NM, taking a photo of my toe (I lost the old nail, so the problem is probably abrasion). The city played a role in the U.S. overtaking of New Mexico from Mexico, and so … Continue reading →

It was the first day of Spring and the world around me knew it. I stopped to visit the Tesuque pueblo – the last of the remaining 19 pueblos, to find the natural world alive. Although the stream did not … Continue reading →