A Note From Fernando

I just love riding down the road topless, the sun shining off of my exterior, and the music blaring tunes as I smile flying past the pine trees, the birds of prey soaring overhead. I sat in that lot for a year waiting for someone to take me home.  The glitter in my copper orange…

Ode to the Town We Do Not Yet Know

We strolled along the lamp lit walk.  The water gently waltzed by.  Boats docked for the season.  Lovers walked hand in hand.  Families with children running around laughed and talked on their evening ventures.  Elders walked their dogs.  ‘Twas a fine autumn evening as we explored the city we do not know.  It reminded us of Venice with…

Corrales

The porch swing rocks gently as the crickets serenade.  The last light showcases the magnificent Sandia mountain.  There is a very large gnarled tree looking on, its thick limbs crisscrossing in entanglements of a life that could tell of early settlers and farmers and Natives if only I could hear its murmurings over the cicadas.  Ristras…

Visions of New Mexico

    The Bosque Del Apache is void of two leggeds save for us.  The world inside the preserve is wild and noisy while greeting the dawn.  A sleepy owl sits upon a dead tree, his silhouette picturesque against the rising sun. Here the plants are similar to ours in Colorado only bigger, more fruitful, with…

Socorro and Sunrise

The sunrise spreads over the adobe walls of the courtyard.  Huge bumble bees flit to and from sunflowers.  A rooster crows in the distance.  Hummingbirds dance in numbers, whizzing about.  The lavender reaches up and stretches after a cool desert night.  The stars were layered in their numbers.  The ink sky quiet. Dos Casitas Bed…

A Great Adventure

I want to breathe the air from atop a mountain at dawn.  I wish to smell the salty air and hold sand in my hands as I watch an ocean I have never seen before breathe.  I wish to meet new waters.  New lands.  What do the trees look like in Tennessee?  What is Vermont…