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BBQ drummies, corn, and blue cheese mashed potatoes. We eat well!

Juniper’s monthly bath (shower, actually) day landed on a very cold day.

It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas!

Since they were all the rage when I was a kid, I have loved ceramic Christmas trees. Aside from damaged ones at the thrift store, I’d never seen them for purchase. The holiday decorating gods must have sensed my need because I received a catalog from the Vermont Country Store, and voila! They have them in multiple sizes, white or evergreen, and you can buy different “lights,” too. I chose the holly leaves and am pleased as punch. They also have bayberry scented candles, and we’ve been jammin’ on the nostalgic scent of Christmas every night since it arrived.

Peggy, my best friend from Pittsburgh, sent me cookies! They’re from Cheryl’s and positively delicious, too. She will also be delighted to see that we’re doing a little puzzling (a toughie comprised of house plants leaves) while eating them. Thank you friend! Love you LOTS…

Happy Birthday to my Grandma Tess, who would be 98 today!

Our Lady of Sorrows – Arroyo Hondo

Just yesterday, I found my Great Grandma Maria Donaciana’s baptismal record from this very church! She was born in Des Montes, Arroyo Hondo on June 10th 1852. Another Gemini!

Go ahead, tell me…
Lucero & Vallecitos…
Pueblo Peak
Sunrise and moon set
West from Arroyo Seco
The view from New Mexico to Colorado – the Sangre de Christos chain of the Rocky Mountains, with Little Bear, Blanca Peak and Mt. Lindsey the closest.
Rough Mountain & Mt. Mestas – the icing on top of a beautiful landscape
Rough Mountain & Mt. Mestas – getting closer
Spanish Peaks
Colorado again…

Another trip to New Mexico, and in the exact spot where we want to live, north of Taos, in Arroyo Seco, land of hippies, farmers, and vacation rentals galore. Taos Ski Resort is a quick drive from here, not that I have a single plan to ski again. But the detail is important, as it makes real estate a might expensive. We’ve been saving our hearts out and praying even harder for a cash boon, so we’ll just have to see how soon we get there!

Sadly, the pandemic kept us in quarantine from our favorite places, and we spent not one dime in the area, bringing all of our food and necessities. Never fear, the view, each other’s company, and long walks along sleepy roads kept us happy.

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Sunday morning coffee and belly rubs. Our favorite leisurely way to start the day.

Farmer Greg and his final harvest of green onion, lettuce, radish, Italian peppers, and fennel. The fronds are bananas!

Doesn’t it look as though this hawk is wearing a winged cape?

S p o o k y

Our friend Jeff spent a couple of days at our place. There was much game play, of course, feasts of the Southwestern and Middle Eastern variety, and a bit of hiking and walking to burn off our indulgences.

Our sweet nephew Jett and his lovely girlfriend Lilly spent the day. More good food (a German feast, this time), fine conversation, and a little crafting. We made hand balms!

snug as a bug…

S N O W ! ! Quelling the wretched fires blazing around the state, huzzah! It also marked our first shovel of the season this morning, and the requisite photo of the handsome hubster and joyful Juniper out for a frolic.

Whatcha doin’ over there?

Hello – Goodbye!

Juper

Logan George, one of our littlest (just shy of two), most joyful, and cutest neighbors, when he isn’t experiencing the thrill of an airplane up above, exploring with dad in the truck, or dashing about the yard in a game of tag, loves to shout, “Dog!” At his family pet, Baxter, or our girl, or whatever canine happens to be strolling by.

This last week, however, as we were walking home, he shouted, “Bye-bye Juper!” Adorable and heart melting. How the innocence and love of children and dogs make the world whole.

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Isn’t fascinating how stripping an image of its color reveals the essence? The soul? A secret springs forth, a wrinkle, a knoll.

I read once that a person can see a dog running away for three days in New Mexico. The views are so long. Look for it now. It’s there for you to see.

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