A Day in the Life, 10 years

2018 Ghost Ranch I wasn’t the only one with a camera! (finally, a bonfire, after months of drought and prohibitions) Golden sunset glow With a strip mall foreground and A freeway surround. After a month’s worth Of daily gullywashers, We’re allowed a fire. Playing with Terra sigillata 2017 A splendid comrade On my farewell appearance. She gives perspective. Huntington Gardens (38 pix) It's undrinkable But it makes a real statement: Drive by and don't drink. #drivebyshots #passenger #thankskarina 2013 w/ Tomas, Salinas Pueblo Missions (Abo) and Shaffer Hotel dining room in Mountainair NM 2010 "In so many ways," His mom says, "it's too much car." (He wants a red limo.) Two pigeons face off, Perched on a Benson Bubbler. They drink the water. 2009 finally scanned and posted the July and August 3 on 3rds....come on people, do your comix!!!

2020 On Tuesday morning While I slept, New Mexico Closed down ‘til summer. #sleepingthroughthecrisis She brings out my clay And some pots. We smile, she leaves. I pick up the box. 2018 I read posts from people who are threatened by children and youth who protest, who tell adults what to do. They see these kids as pawns, they liken them to Hitler Youth. I see the parallel... But the parallel I see involves the Civil Rights movement, nonviolent in the face of violence. It is sad they had to grow up so quickly. That’s what happens in times of war, and it appears that we are once again at war with ourselves. I am heartbroken, but these kids go past that to find their collective voice. I feel the glimmerings of hope. But I also fear. There are no taboos: when threatened, the powerful lash out, and this country is no longer a safe place to speak out, if indeed it ever was. I am proud that people still speak out, despite that. I listen to books,  While a heavy sleeping cat ...