
Summer. Later summer — usually forest-fire season. Adds color to the sunrises, and ~ A view of The Mesa (the W. Colorawdough Grand Mesa) on a clear(er) day — some months ago! Since then … One can stare directly at … Continue reading
Summer. Later summer — usually forest-fire season. Adds color to the sunrises, and ~ A view of The Mesa (the W. Colorawdough Grand Mesa) on a clear(er) day — some months ago! Since then … One can stare directly at … Continue reading
The sky’s on fire — many evenings the turbulent interchanges betwixt the coming night-fall and the departing day would merit a television/cable-channel soap opera ~ and the ring-necked-dove-on-a-wire tranquilly oversees the whole thing… to be replaced by the contrail of … Continue reading
Below, me and an acquaintance, before my 72-hour mind-melting ordeal ~ I’ve recently experienced (endured) the most traumatic 72-hour span of time I can right off-hand remember. Granted, my me(s)mory ain’t what it used to be, in fact, it might … Continue reading
What if? Instead of aboriginal humanoids of the far north constructing cairns and such generally known as inukshuks, or inuksuits, that in an adjacent parallel yooniverse there were aboriginal orangutans constructing the equivalent of inuk-thingies? Yes, I decided during a recent … Continue reading
Betty doesn’t so much peer, as sneer, into the abrupt sheer walls of the Black Canyon (of the Gunnison). We hadn’t been to the North Rim of the Park before, until early October (2015). Yeah, like her — I was overcome by … Continue reading
“Rosco, wake up!” Betty exhorted “Huh, wha — ?!” I not-so-articulated. One of the dogs had barked, puncturing our velvet-all-encompassing midnight slumber. I sat up. In the almost-total darkness I reverted to habit, focusing on listening. Crunch! crunch!? some nasally … Continue reading
The horse-head profile of the Quadriped-Inuk of The Front Yard against the billowy blanket-rolls of the oncoming storm … somewhat benign (the storm, that is) at this point. Wish I had either the camera or (more probably) the patience, eye, … Continue reading
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Satyrday nite, Nov. 10, we had our first ‘stick-to-the-ground’ snow since last winter. Not a LOT of snow, but the accompanying cold temps (it’s also been a while since we’ve been sub-freezing) kept the white stuff around a while. And … Continue reading