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    “I See The Light”

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    “I See The Light”, by Mandy Moore and Zachary Levi, from the movie “Tangled”. I never saw the film, but I stumbled across this video a few weeks ago, and I’ve had to come back and listen to this again over and over. I love both Mandy and Zach’s voices single. And this song...

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    Morning Reads

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    Waking to a late April morning that felt more like it was winter than like spring, it was a morning suited for staying in pajamas and reading. Having covered much of the New Mexico and early Comanche history I hoped to in the Gwynne book “Empire of the Summer Moon”, I read another 30...

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    Two Seats

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    NOTE: This is a “shaping story” that I will probably update a few times as new flight details come to light. It was going to be a typical day for two exceptional women. One, that morning, was completing a short business trip in New York, and was happy to be heading home to Albuquerque...

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    The Sanctuary At Sunset

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    Santuario de Chimayo Before Sunset(Artified)

    Last weekend, my parents and I took a wonderful morning ride that rolled over into a full day trip, bringing us from Albuquerque to Jemez Pueblo, and then from there on up to Soda Dam, and then a drive through and stop at various points in and around the Valles Caldera National Park. Hungry...

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    When I Was Young

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    When I was young in solitary play in a field of marigolds under the heat of a springtime sun I suddenly felt her breath on my neck and saw the smile in her deep warm eyes and smelled rose in her long curls of hair and felt the press of her palm in my...

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    Inciting Incident: San Saba Massacre

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    I planned to spend the evening reading and researching more in the Anza story, but like most evenings, after I came home from work, I did little productive for two hours. I picked up two books I thought it might be good to peruse for insights, but I gave up on both of them...

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    Anza, Horses, and “the Indian Problem”

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    In the store house at the Mission San José de Tumacácori, AZ.

    I’m not writing as much as I’d like to, certainly. Life right now feels like a season of wandering, within and without. But at least I am trying to read some more again. Returning from the Arizona trip, though, my interest in the Anza project has returned, although I find myself frequently wondering why...

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    Resistance and Vulnerability

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    For the writer, one of the greatest tools in Resistance’s toolbox is reticence, and its perpetual challenge to one’s vulnerability. Reticence is a fantastic tool for Resistance because it keeps the writer perpetually self-monitoring and questioning their work- and in many cases, by highlighting where a particular admission or proclamation or illustration might open...

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    The Rubb Of It

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    When he lumbered into the empty clinic, he was an anxious middle-aged man with his brown hair slathered back and stuck to his head, dressed in slacks and olive- and wine-striped polo. He was average in height but stocky, and he carried a young bull terrier that lay limp in his arms. “I don’t...

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    “Silence”: Review and Reflections

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    In a weekend of prolonged inner shadow, I sat down last night and finally opted to watch the Netflix movie I had had sitting around in the house since December 11, 2017: Silence. Sometimes I do that, for cloudy reasons- get a movie, and let it sit for months. In this case, I let...

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    Arizona Tour – Spring 2018

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    I was fortunate enough to have some time off available to burn at work, and an offering of generosity to nudge me to get me on the road the first weekend of March. About two weeks ago, a work colleague I talk regularly with about all kinds of sports let me know she and...

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    All Endings Are Hard

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    “All beginnings are hard.” So Chaim Potok begins his 1975 novel, “In the Beginning”. All beginnings are hard, but so are all endings. Yesterday, Tim’s 18 year-old cat, Rosencrantz, finally said goodbye after a pretty good run and a late fight with kidney issues. That’s a good age for a kitty. And being at...

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