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Hastiin
I had a disturbing and thought-provoking encounter last week, and it has been on my mind ever since.
Jul 23, 2019 | 0 0 comments | 397 397 recommendations | email to a friend
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Try if you might
Who knew that a massive accumulation of tiny, delicate snowflakes could bring down a barbed wire fence? Most farmers and ranchers, I suspect.
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A strong, steady patriarch moves on
Papa Duke passed on Sunday. Our strong and steady patriarch has slipped away. Dad grew up fast and hard, which taught him how to survive and gifted him with a desire and determination to improve hi...
Jun 04, 2019 | 0 0 comments | 393 393 recommendations | email to a friend
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My life as a leaf
A while ago, I was thumbing through an old issue of Southwestern Art magazine when I noticed an advertisement for a bronze sculpture. The sculpture looked interesting, so I paused for a closer look.
Dec 18, 2018 | 0 0 comments | 523 523 recommendations | email to a friend
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Thunderbolts and lightning
White hot bolts of lightning bee-bopped across the darkened horizon, as we topped out on the south side of Devil’s Canyon.
Jul 31, 2018 | 0 0 comments | 817 817 recommendations | email to a friend
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Of outlaws and outhouses
Once she hitched her wagon to Duke, Momma Rose kept ‘em coming fast and furiously. It was the middle 1950s, and Duke and Rose were newly wed. You know the routine, “First comes love, then comes mar...
Mar 13, 2018 | 0 0 comments | 797 797 recommendations | email to a friend
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Old ‘59  
Most Sunday mornings, I am the designated manager at Twin Rocks Café. That is my reward for not attending church.
Nov 14, 2017 | 0 0 comments | 1236 1236 recommendations | email to a friend
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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.
May 09, 2017 | 0 0 comments | 1535 1535 recommendations | email to a friend
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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 | 1247 1247 recommendations | email to a friend
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