A murmuration ...

This tiny film is pure magic. I've watched it many times. These two darling young women stumbled upon this "starling murmuration" on a simple outdoor outing. You never know what's going to happen to you on any day ... but you have to get out there for something to happen! (The link to their site is on my Links I like.)  http://www.islandsandrivers.com/our-films/#murmuration

What New Mexico means to me.

I went home recently. Home is Albuquerque, N.M. Home is Albuquerque's North Valley, where I happily hiked and biked the irrigation ditch trails as a kid. (And yes, I swam in the water too, many times!) Home is 240 Pueblo Solano, the adobe-style house my father built before I was even born. Home is old friends and happy memories. Home is the blue skies, the watermelon-red color the Sandias (which means watermelon) turn briefly near sunset. Home is green chile, and red chile and it's put on everything, including the beef jerky. Home is that feeling like none other ... the feeling of comfort and safety and happiness and belonging.    

Many people travel to New Mexico for Santa Fe or Taos, for skiing,  shopping or spas. I'll take a walk along a North Valley ditch bank and have a chile relleno and a marg at Sadie's and catch up with you later!

Destination ditch bank?

I bet when you think of New Mexico hikes, you don't think of walking along ditch banks. But in Albuquerque's North Valley, there is a series of connected paths along the irrigation ditch banks. I grew up in the North Valley and the ditch banks were my playground. Today's groomed ditch banks are used by many adults for jogging, walking and biking - but back then there were OURS and we launched many a grand adventure from them. I'll be back there walking a few of them again, but I won't try to jump across any and I have long given up swimming in them. Yikes!

Simply wonderful ...

Covenant

by Tennessee Williams

If you are happy, I will give you an apple,
if you are anxious, I will twist your arm,
and if you permit me, I will be glad to hold you
close to my heart forever and do you no harm.

If I am happy, will you give me an apple?
If I am anxious, you may twist my arm.
And if you would like to, I would like you to hold me
close to your heart forever and do me no harm.

This is a bargain, only two can make it.
This is a covenant offered with desperate calm,
it being uncertain that lovers can drive out demons
with the gift of an apple or the twist of an arm.

"Covenant" by Tennessee Williams, from Collected Poems of Tennessee Williams. 

It's so New Mexico ...

Sometimes a sense of place is in our heads, right? I live in Texas but I am from New Mexico and it lives in my soul. I'm adopted and have only recently found out that I have deep New Mexico roots. My biological father's ancestors were early Spanish and Anglo settlers, making me a fifth-generation New Mexican. Maybe that's why the land in New Mexico can make me feel so alive. I swear I can walk along a scruffy ditch bank in the North Valley of Albuquerque and feel better than if i were strolling a perfect sandy beach. Certain smells also make me think - and yearn - for New Mexico. Like roasted green chile. I planted ONE plant in my garden this spring for fun. So far, it has yielded three smallish chiles. I roasted them this week. It's kind of sad just to have three ... you usually need a bushel! But gawd, they were HOT. Damn. I'll plant more next year. Here they are: