Delayed gratification is not my strong suit. Patience is a struggle for me, and oftentimes my sense of self-belief obscures the reality of my shortcomings. With a proclivity toward biting off more than I can chew, I tend to overcommit and subsequently pay the price in annoyance…
As maiden voyages go, Bunny’s first camping trip was a good one. My close friend and old adventure pal Jess came to visit, hungry for adventure and a break from the bone-soaking grey sog inherent to Seattle, where he and his family live. The contrast between Vashon Island, Washington…
When we decided in late 2010 to move to New Mexico, Harvey’s cross-country journey became an odyssey in and of itself. We planned our move to be a two-stage affair — after a moving company packed and started transporting our possessions, we two had a cross-country road…
My Dad’s a succinct man. How he begat a chatterbox like me remains a family mystery. He’s considerate and slow in his motions — but not economical. Totters around a good bit, sort of a sleepy guy. As a youngster, a bout with a viral infection damaged his hearing, so he grew up quiet, many thoughts swirling in his…
I have dreams of northbound travel where I’m climbing up the impossibly broad plateau that drains the old Rio Grande…
New Mexico sunsets can be flamboyant, colorful and evocative and changing and evolving with the decreasing angle of illumination. The chaotic swirls of weather add the day’s flavor — sometimes cap clouds pouring off the cliffs of the high Sandias, other times whole 50,000-foot cirrus crops…
