Hey Mr. Tecalote’! (lock, load, click!) You are still just a buzzard circling under another name! You can hide behind your acronymic letters: BLM, EPA all day long… But still you are a vulture! Though you are now bigger in number you play the same old game! A scavenger that feeds on the carcasses of … More Hey, Mr. Tecalote’!
A cooled summer breeze rustles through the Cottonwoods stirring matured leaves in a rustling shimmer. I notice autumn’s first hints of gold now appearing, as purple wild Asters bloom in compliment. I catch a whiff of roasting green chili and my mouth waters in anticipation, triggered by memories of past New Mexico autumns. My mind … More The Cottonwoods Rejoice in Humble Endurance