Just when I vow to step back, take a deep breath, for a few hours view politics from afar, knowing (and not exactly forgetting) the horrors of so many lives: the...
And the last things I plan to say or show about that benighted year follows…and it’s almost all pictures. Holidays with family. Period. I’ve already talked about Thanksgiving in Austin and...
Be gone with you 2025. You oversaw the inauguration of a fascist clown—bad idea. And allowed him to harass the entire planet all year long. You should be ashamed. Not only...
New Year’s Eve, New Year’s Day. Best holiday of the year coming up. A chance to thoughtfully ponder one passage of time and eagerly anticipate the next with all of the...
It is so hard to write about regular stuff anymore. I want to, most of my life is still comprised of that regular stuff. But if my country is increasingly unrecognizable,...
…south from Northome on Highway 71 about six miles, turn right on a gravel road, every year feeling a tingle of anticipation, another mile and a half and there it is,...
Time for the grand summer blog post…or two. True, summer’s not officially over, but the temperature has dropped two, three degrees and I’m hopeful. Summer of 2025. Highlights. Scott visits. Steve...
As you all know, I am not a fan of New Mexico weather, being a pluviophile, one who loves rain and feels at their best on rainy days. But it’s not...
About not being pathetic. Stay busy…a little too busy. Here’s where I am with that. In a discussion with myself about what causes/activities arouse my slumbering do-gooder passions enough to actually...