I suffered a significant loss in my personal life this past week, right after Christmas, and on days when I thought my heart might burst, I talked to friends and wrote pointless essays and did a lot of praying and meditating. Finally, after four days of aimless wandering through what felt like an emotional minefield, I got a call from my friend Haleigh in Taos. “Come see me,” she said. “You can stay at my place and I’ll feed you and keep your wine glass full and listen to you talk.” Spending a couple of days with an old friend [ Read More ]Pin It
A couple of weeks ago, on a chilly and windy Saturday afternoon, Dave and I drove out to take pictures for my “24 miles from Logan to San Jon” idea for a post. I wasn’t particularly pleased with the universe that afternoon – what I really wanted to do that weekend was drive to Cimarron and spend the night at the St. James Hotel and wander around the cemetery there and do the walking tour and maybe try to talk the management into letting me do some copywriting for their non-existent website. I wanted a weekend away from home but [ Read More ]
Logan, New Mexico. It’s been home to me since 1964, when my daddy decided he could make a fortune farming here, and we pulled up stakes and left San Jon for greener pastures. It’s generally a great place to live, even if we didn’t make that fortune growing broomcorn. It’s small – pop 1,094 in the 2000 census. Safe – No violent crimes that I can recall, other than that one really awful homicide suicide back in 1973, but that was family stuff. Clean Air. Good Schools (more on that later). And a rich history, about which I’ve been [ Read More ]
I’m in the midst of getting everything organized for the trip to Santa Fe this weekend, so I don’t have time for more than a quick hello and Happy St. Patrick’s Day! Hope you get 16 pinches for good luck. I’m posting several old family photos Sabrina gave me for my collection – They’re all taken in New Mexico before the mid-50’s. This is great stuff.