Tied to the Post
A root on me
It was a hot Saturday afternoon, and I was in the yard pulling, chopping, hoeing, and raking weeds.
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Rocks on your head
“You really don’t have to buy this rug if you don’t want to!” commented Edith Martin while she was showing Steve and I her weaving the other day.
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Our children don’t care about our stuff
One of the images that indelibly etched itself into my mind over the past 20 years is that of an old Woodie station wagon parked alongside a dirt back road leading to Shiprock, NM.
Oct 25, 2016 | 0 0 comments | 292 292 recommendations | email to a friend
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On the lot
Most of the stories Steve and I share concern what goes on inside the Kokopelli doors of the trading post or the glass doors of the cafe.  Some of the most interesting and amusing people we see nev...
Sep 06, 2016 | 0 0 comments | 352 352 recommendations | email to a friend
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A blessing
It was a late May afternoon at Twin Rocks Trading Post, and I was sitting in my office trying not to nod off. The last time I fell asleep at my desk the resulting crash raised a bump on my forehead...
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Of hats, saddles and the boot
A businessman walked into the trading post and said to me, “Can you help me out friend? I have been on the road longer than expected and am worried my wife may be angry and have the door barred whe...
Mar 22, 2016 | 0 0 comments | 430 430 recommendations | email to a friend
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Natives for sale!
There I sat, staring into the alarmingly narrow hazel-colored eyes of an attractive young woman who wore closely cropped hair, dyed jet black.
Mar 08, 2016 | 0 0 comments | 456 456 recommendations | email to a friend
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Over the top
I was having a bad day! It was getting on toward evening, and because of extenuating circumstances, I had not gotten much of anything done at the trading post.
Dec 23, 2015 | 0 0 comments | 448 448 recommendations | email to a friend
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Tumbling tumbleweeds 
Last week, I was manning the sales counter at Twin Rocks and visiting with customers when a strong storm blew in.
Nov 23, 2015 | 0 0 comments | 451 451 recommendations | email to a friend
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Lee
At 10 a.m., it was already hot. Summer had finally arrived in Bluff, and that, combined with the effects of global warming, had pushed temperatures into the extreme range.
Jul 01, 2015 | 0 0 comments | 447 447 recommendations | email to a friend
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