turn, turn, turn

almost every formidable musical memory i have involves being in the car. music was the fabric of my family – my parents both played music and met on the music scene in santa fe in the 1970s. music literally made me; without it they would not have met and i would not exist. one of …

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the road to angel fire

angel fire. that kind of albuquerque morning where the sky is ablaze. magenta, cerise, amaranth, crimson. 6am, sad news reaches me on a day already planned to be in the car for eight hours to colorado, my sister, eventually london. I-25 seems too businesslike for all the many things in my heart this day, and …

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travelling outside your age (or, an ode to my cool aunt and uncle)

my aunt jane and uncle dave are legends. they grew up in the 50s and 60s and have a million stories from high school in pasadena, california. surfing, playing in bluegrass bands like the smooothies, the heady early days of the rose parade, smoking in the mountains, seeing steve martin with an arrow through his …

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santa fe, new mexico sunrise with windmill

rediscovering my home of enchantment (trip report, part 1)

it's been three years since i was back in new mexico. well, that is until three weeks ago, when i finally went home. bill was working out of his houston office, so i took the chance for a couple of days visiting my family and eating lots and lots of green chile. if you aren't …

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