Notes from Westwater
I came around a two-story ruin of a bank in Candelaria, NV, a mining ghost town, and was startled to find Ted in conversation with a man who had his hands full of treasures.
“I’ve been to other ghost towns,” he said, “but I’ve never seen so much trash.”
He showed us fragments of dishes, nails, and...
We stood peering up at one of the inscriptions on El Morro, a gigantic sandstone monolith in New Mexico. The words read, “Paso por aq[u]i el adelantado Don Ju [an] de Oñate del descubrimyento de la mar del sur a 16 de Abril de 1605.”
Translation: Governor Don Juan de Oñate passed through here, from...
Salmon Ruins was an Ancestral Puebloan village occupied approximately from 1088 to 1290 A.D when a fire destroyed most of the buildings and killed 21 children and four adults.
We pulled into the parking lot of its research center located near Bloomfield, NM, the first stop on our spring bucket list...
“That’s probably far enough,” my hubby said, braking as we peered down the steep Eagle Canyon road. Our Jeep Patriot didn’t have high clearance, and its tires were worn, so Ted backed up and parked. “Do you want to go for a walk?”
“Sure.” I opened the door and stepped onto the tawny-colored road....
After we left the haunted museum in Clayton, NM, we drove to Carrizozo, hoping we’d left all ghosts behind.
Located on the northern end of the Tularosa Basin, Carrizozo is named after the reed grass, carrizo, with early settlers adding an extra “zo” to highlight its abundance.
Founded in 1899 by...
Ted turned off the highway onto a two-track trail south of Clayton, NM. With the help of a kind landowner, we’d first located the Evans Ranch Cemetery in September 2025 when dozens of alien-looking grasshoppers hitched rides, clinging to our windshield, side windows, hood, mirrors, and antenna. Now...
Christmas is family. Those words decorated the plaque that our friends recently gave us, and as I put away the decorations, I pondered the importance of family, both past and present.
When I was a child, my family wasn’t rich by any means. My dad worked for Dillon’s Food Chain at their warehouse in...
Ted always tells people I married him so I’d never get lost again.
However, I was in China without him and getting lost in a strange country terrified me, so during the tour I stuck like a burr to our group.
When David, our guide, handed out receivers and ear phones, he told us we wouldn’t be able...
The Sheng Zhen participants filtered into the spacious training hall speaking German, French, Israeli, English, Filipino, Norwegian, Italian, Swiss, and Japanese.
People visited, laughed, hugged, and stretched. A man walked onto the red stage without saying a word, but his presence commanded...
raveling to China had never been on my bucket list, especially not without my adventurous hubby, so how did a country girl end up in Hangzhou, population 10 million, training in Sheng Zhen with 96 other international participants?
The short answer is that I’ve been teaching Sheng Zhen classes for...
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