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    Friday, 10 November 2017

    As luck would have it, I was going to spend last Saturday night in Las Cruces, New Mexico. I drove my daughter to the small town of Deming (about an hour west of there) where she could catch the Sunset Limited heading east to New Orleans. Rail travel
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    Thursday, 05 October 2017

    I'm sitting here listening to thunder booming and rain drops hitting my water barrel...almost like water torture. Another day, another deluge. The yearly monsoon was something of a dud but we have more than made up for it in the last ten days. It all
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    Tuesday, 29 August 2017

    (Upon the occasion of a visit to an old cow camp.)   These last few years I’ve grown right fond of Cowboy poetry. It’s sometimes rude and often crude but it brings a smile to me.         These guys would live far from a town and tell a ta
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    Friday, 04 August 2017

    OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAToday the sky rises as a vault of a baroquian chapel ringed with clouds and vapors. Where are the cherubs? There should be cherubs. Somebody cue the Angels. The purest blue. The flawless White. Bring out the palette of colors in between. Look up!! I
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    Tuesday, 18 July 2017

    It has been a while since I shared an old hotel dispatch from the road.   Here in the high desert of New Mexico, June is our hottest month and the only time when we get temperatures of around 100 degrees. That’s a good reason to head to a cooler loca

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Monika Schott A rickety bridge
18 November 2017
Thanks, Di.
Diane Rampertshammer A rickety bridge
17 November 2017
Pure poetry - very evocative - you are a painter with words..Di
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Rosy Cole Lamenting the Lost Art of Conversation
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Oh Ken, how rare that is! A gift. What a lovely sojourn in the byways and an unexpected exchange of ...

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