We left the house last night with a bone numbing wind blowing to go to Canyon Road where the guidebooks say every Friday night is filled with street music and gallery hopping. Wrong. Either it’s Good Friday or it’s too damn cold but there was no one wandering Canyon Road last night. Then we drove over to Guadalupe Street in search of one of the gay bars listed – Max’s – only we thought we…
We’ve been watching the snow flurries all morning on this day we were going to head to Bandolier and try to see Ghost Ranch as well. Instead our plans have changed to lounging for the lord then heading up the 285/84 to Bandolier to see if we could possibly get a hike in as it is not snowing there right now, and then to Espanola for lamb burritos at Angelina’s and arriving at Ojo Caliente…
We woke yesterday and decided to head up to hike some of the trails that Dale Ball cobbled together that run through various parties’ lands – city, state, private, conservation agencies – he made a network of trails so that other people can enjoy the beautiful views and land. Up on the hilltops you could see the suburban sprawl that flows out of Santa Fe, but it is a quiet sprawl, hidden underneath low riding…
I spent yesterday afternoon trying to replace the glass carafe of the Krups coffeemaker here at the SF house. I’m anti Krups to begin with as the Krups family dates back to some serious Nazi involvement but that said, I went out in search of the glass carafe while T was napping. I drove to the Vargas mall and have to say I was appalled by the attitude of the local old people. One white…
I sat next to a woman on the plane from Los Angeles to Alburquerque – Anya. We talked about A to Z – a relationship to adoption string together of a lifetime and then she showed me a picture of her dog. She said they are too close. I said, well, I know that feeling. When you get more, that intimacy tends to be spread around and you are not as neurotic. I picked up…
I always said I was not a vacationer, more like a traveler. I want to see the world and experience other places. But the truth is in my busy life, I need vacations and this is one. Albeit I am seeing Santa Fe, close up and personal, the truth is last night, rather than head out into the town again, we opted to sit by the wood fire and watch Almodovar’s Bad Education. We ended…
We poked around Santa Fe yesterday after we leisurely, well I say leisurely but I was actually trying to send emails and couldn’t get them to go and so was getting the usual work anxiety. I was cleaning the coffee pot and dropped it in the sink – smash crash. At a certain point I gave up and then we walked down Bishop to Washington and into the square. At the Georgia O’Keefe museum, we…
Hear that? It’s the sound of a dry mouth – desert dry – I’ve had five liters of water and still smack smack smack. How do people live here? Why aren’t they all shriveled up? Seriously, people always come to New Orleans and moan about the humidity but seriously, it is so good for your hair and skin and no smack smack smack. But it’s beautiful here – we took the Turquoise Trail and stopped…
I woke this morning looking at my stuff strewn all over this hotel room that I have stopped in for merely a few hours of rest. Today I travel but not all the way back home. I’m beginning the first of my five planned celebrations for my 50th – and kicking off the celebrations with a spiritual trip to Santa Fe. Now when you plan a spiritual trip it is almost certain you might not…
Mom called to say she might have overreacted to my wanting to borrow the photo album while sis is in town and it was because the more she thought about it, the more she realized that she was trying to avoid a conflict with her at the expense of me. And that even though she and I were having a perfectly lovely afternoon, she reacted knee jerk to the situation. I said, okay, fair enough,…