technical difficulties?

so sorry-"posted" two blogs and they have disappeared. This is a test.  This picture is of the new (to me) Railrunner commuter train that runs between SF and Albuqueque. The rest of the Roadrunner is painted on the other cars. To see this rolling silently along in the distance, around the green pinon-dotted hills, is to experience an incredible momentary blend of art, mythos, and technology.  Let's paint Thunderbirds on the underbellies of planes.

Coons up a tree!

Tonight Shan ran in saying she saw two coons in the tree outside. Flashlights and cameras ready, we went bravely out, ducking the spiders that grace the door of our basement hideaway. Saw a pair of red eyes, a striped tail, and heard a little "mew."We hollered for our hosts, who came running out with bigger lights. Next neighbor came out and said she had seen 7 coons on the wall, with a coyote behind them.

After careful searching of the highest tree limbs, we counted four sets of red, round eyes and masked faces in a range of sizes. Bandits!  Our hostess says they rip out the bulbs around the pond. No picture of the coons, but here is a picture of the pond taken this morning. No better place to cool off after the heat of the day.

Espanola Valley Deer Herd

Riding in the back seat to the art show at Okeh Owenge Pueblo's Conference Center and Casino, "Pancho and Lefty" filling the car, Mexican Coke filling my mouth,  I had time to think but did not...just enjoyed every minute. We stopped here and there to record the people's art - no real need to go to a show. Imagine having your headlight hit these guys at night. The little tile picture behind the last deer is Our Lady of Guadalupe. She's everywhere.

                               

Arroyo Walk

water walked here
before us
we walk in its rippling tracks
soft dust on shoes
rocks crunch underfoot
in mottled shade

until wind or water walk here
again
these treads, these patterns
stay, reminders for tomorrow

of choices made today.

Am I dreaming?

Day 4 of the New Mexico expedition. Posting read on craigslist:

"Hey Time Travelers stuck in New Mexico. Perhaps we can help.

Come to our convention.

Time Traveler Convention™
March 18 - March 25, 2013.
Pokhara, Nepal.

More to follow. . .. . .. . .. . ..."

In that spirit, this blog starts in the middle and will go both directions until it meets up again. Rocks above near Ghost Ranch, Abiuqui, Georgial O'Keefe Country. Hot. Dry. Cool winds a blessing. Juniper and chamisa tell the nose this is the right place. At night....stars...

Breakfast with Chloe

Breakfast is not the time for

crazy back porch dreams

it is the time of lines

and lists

and coffee

the time of

calling birds and

cranky cats.

Everything is important

at breakfast

and everything demands attention.

Later, dreams,

later.

Guess this is Beyond

here it is, 2010, and the stalled blog starts right up again, as if two years of sitting in some dusty cyber garage did not damage its air filter or fuel lines. vroom.

The seasons turned, the grades submitted, the car packed. Or almost.

and a new gray bird on the feeder, and we don't know what he is.

mysteries surround us. Stay tuned.