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Flames of Destruction

Fire . . . it’s one of those great equalizers.  It doesn’t care who you are, what you have, who you know.  It tears through everything, leaving total destruction in its path.  On September 4, through and act of juvinelle … Continue reading

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I Am A Chile Addict

I am a Chile addict. More specifically, I am a New Mexico Hatch Green Chile addict. I have no shame in admitting that, nor do I have any plans of reforming. I’ve even gotten Poncho hooked on the stuff. So … Continue reading

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Tres Hermanas

    Dawn broke across the Rio Grande Valley. The eastern sky changed from inky black to indigo to cobalt to robin’s egg. The Sandia Mountains appeared, shifting from void to defined monolith. The clouds reflected deep purple then rose … Continue reading

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What’s your Poison

Way back in the Stone Ages of the mid to late 1970’s, I slathered myself in the perfume of the day, “Charlie”.  Many junior and high school girls did.  It somehow made us feel more mature, more worldly. Of course, … Continue reading

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Red Sky At Night

  “How’d that old saying go?” muttered Silas.  “Red dawn . . . red morning . . . oh yeah, now I remember.  Red sky at night, sailor’s delight, red sky at morning sailor’s warning.” “I wonder where that came … Continue reading

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Caballo sin Nombre

We have had a very long and hard winter here in the Pacific Northwest.  Since the first week of December we’ve been hit with winter storms about every four days.  Every type of frozen precipitation has fallen from the skies: … Continue reading

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Snow Queen

She stands outside, glittering in the morning sunlight.  She whispers through the door, “Come outside and play with me.”  She undulates between the tall pine trees, pulling their boughs to her. The wind picks up the lacy hem of her … Continue reading

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