- Electric lantern in central Texas with characteristic star, December 24, 2011.
I wish you a Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! In the words of Abraham Lincoln, A fellow is about as happy as he makes up his mind to be. So, in the spirit of a great president who faced reality head-on, let us make up our minds a few times during the day to be merry and happy. I would be a lot happier if I didn’t have to hear Alvin and the Chipmunks sing Christmas songs, but it is hard to avoid if one goes into the city malls. Yet, to stay out of the malls means I might not run into my favorite seasonal character, Clark Griswold. Play ball!
(I will publishing a post later today about my favorite fauna flora coincident with Christmas and other events in my life: the juniper.)
Frost in Broke Tree Corral (October 29, 2011).
For the first time since last April, frost rests upon the Broke Tree Corral! The temperature at the ranch house read 35 deg. F., but when I walked down to the corral, I saw frost. Then I photographed frost on the horse apples and soil (I could have photographed frost on the trailer, but this was a neat pic with green tumbleweed).
This weather event is worthy of a separate post — should have made it on Saturday — because, well, it’s cold for a change, and we have been sweltering, perspiring, cussing, finding shade, digging caves and seeking the earth’s innards for cool places like Sonora Caverns or Carlsbad Caverns. Many of us in the Southwest have even constructed wine cellars for cool comfort even though many Texas vaqueros prefer Shiner or Casa Blanca beer and won’t use the cellars for anything but a cool getaway. River bottoms at night also offer pleasant temperatures. Bear Creek and Palo Pinto Creek near my ranchito are cool at night.
I like the tumbleweed and frost. Yesterday I had to shred tumbleweeds in the Broke Tree because when they dry up the tumbleweeds will detach from the soil, roll around and scare the horses at night — yes, tumbling tumbleweeds. I am not going to ever use tumbleweeds for Christmas trees. Too fragile, smell funny. The way this economy is going, however, I may cut the tumbleweeds and go to the Metroplex and purvey to florists! I am getting a mite desperate.
Tumbleweed courtesy of TumbleweedsRus.com
Happy Labor Day on September 6, 2010!
We work in order to live, not live in order to work. From automobile mechanics to zoologists, the toil is dignified and noble.
Here are some fine young men and women that made us happy this last year. These are photographs from the past year in Santa Fe and Taos.
Sarah the Barmaid at Cowgirl Cafe in Santa Fe! Have a Good Labor Day!
Jennifer at Casa Sena opening a bottle of wine for us at lunch. Happy Labor Day, Jennifer!
Happy Labor Day, Lawrence, of The Candy Man, Santa Fe!