July 26
2018
Monsoons: clouds build up.
They burst and I’m trapped. Then they
Create a river.
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The car shop kitten
Entertains me while I pay
The car repair bill.
#packrats
Paced by a red dragonfly.
What's the attraction?
2015
Last wild plant field trip,
Hiking Frijoles Canyon.
I love Bandelier.
The venue was not outdoors,
It was plenty hot.
For my nephew Jack:
I have it on good authority that the reason orchestras are willing to play in exposed venues, such as Santa Fe's opera house, is because the musicians are not afraid of lighting/electricity. That's what conductors are for.
2013
Dear Hillsboro fair,
Today's commute really sucks
And it's all your fault
2012
A perfect description of the reaction most people have to my singing....
"It was like one of the Old English ballads my mother taught us to sing while she played the piano. Each song had thirty or forty verses, which would leave my male relatives flattened to our couches and armchairs as if by centrifugal force, staring unblinking up at the ceiling." Anne Lamott is so great.
Monsoons: clouds build up.
They burst and I’m trapped. Then they
Create a river.
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| El Rio Biblioteca |
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| Quarter-sized raindrops Hit the windscreen. I watch While reading my book |
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| Pedernal: a dusky sunrise |
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| Well hello deer! |
Entertains me while I pay
The car repair bill.
#packrats
2017
I swim lazy laps,Paced by a red dragonfly.
What's the attraction?
More Getty
Mark Taper Forum
2016
Last wild plant field trip,
Hiking Frijoles Canyon.
I love Bandelier.
2014
While I was sorryThe venue was not outdoors,
It was plenty hot.
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| Eric McFadden Says "I tune because I care." Can't help but approve. |
I have it on good authority that the reason orchestras are willing to play in exposed venues, such as Santa Fe's opera house, is because the musicians are not afraid of lighting/electricity. That's what conductors are for.
Dear Hillsboro fair,
Today's commute really sucks
And it's all your fault
2012
A perfect description of the reaction most people have to my singing....
"It was like one of the Old English ballads my mother taught us to sing while she played the piano. Each song had thirty or forty verses, which would leave my male relatives flattened to our couches and armchairs as if by centrifugal force, staring unblinking up at the ceiling." Anne Lamott is so great.
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