Category Archives: New Mexico

About where I grew up and where I return at least once a day in my imagination.

caves

Unedited, as it arrived on the page: Caves make me think of solitude. Natural shelters from the wind and rain. Hidden crevices.There’s one called Hell’s Hole near my own hometown. Caves behind waterfalls. There was one in Texas, in the … Continue reading

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weaving

Weaving. It is the dynamism of this word that flashes at me this morning. Furious flying of weft through warp, threads, brilliant, varied, dyes from onion skin, wild-flower petals, natural colours of the wools.  Or indigo dye, crushed shells of … Continue reading

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August – a month away.

We’ve been in the California for the month of August. I haven’t spent this long in the US since before we moved to England, nine years ago.  Unlike most of our other trips to the States, we haven’t been racing … Continue reading

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17 December – Luminarias

Northern New Mexico is my home.  I was born in the Land of Enchantment, and more than four decades later, I’m still under its spell.  Christmas time in New Mexico is especially magical for me.  Of all the regional traditions … Continue reading

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LiEBsteR Award

In December, Ieteke at withyourcoffee surprised me by nominating this blog for a LiEBsteR award.  You can read more about the award here. The rules of this award are as follows: Post eleven facts about yourself. Answer the questions the … Continue reading

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December 2012 in New Mexico

Dec. 23 – The morning my son turned nine, I went for a run along Tramway, the north-south road that skirts the foothills to the Sandias in Albuquerque.  As I ran, I passed an older woman who was walking. She … Continue reading

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Writing Towards Home

The title of this is a nod to Georgia Heard‘s book, Writing Toward Home.  It is one of my favorite books about writing.  This was originally drafted, by hand, in a leather-bound journal from Italy that was a gift from my … Continue reading

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