Category Archives: SAWK Living

Many Miles Away

In New Mexico, the space is vast and quiet, a place where echoes have left their voices to the louder sounds of wind and air. In New York, many miles away, the space is vast and loud, a place where echoes live healthy, raucous lives amidst car honks and buskers, voices with accents and foreign […]

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Dichotomy

As I write, coyotes are howling from just outside the trailer door. Boon is foofing his warning bark at me, and Annie is pacing the hallway. My fingers are frozen from walking the dogs just a minute ago, our paths almost crossing with their yipping cousins. A part of me wants to stand outside on the […]

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Backlog

Over a month since my last post! . . . Days have been brimming with laughing kids who change faster than the seasons, orange sunsets that darken with the clouds, good food and too much of it, elk sightings, playing and running jacket-less in cold air, merry-go-rounds, sleepy puppies, sleepy babies, naps, crying, and maybe […]

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Things New, Yellow

I know it is fall here because now I have to wear pants when I take the dogs out first thing in the bright, yellow morning. We walk around in the new morning groggily – the intense, gold light quickly burning off the haze of blankets, snores, darkness – the puppies circling my legs and […]

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Roping

One of my most favorite and most regular of regulars at La Ventana has a ranch northwest and not far from Grants. It is gorgeous there – wide expanses, Mount Taylor in view, with giant, old cottonwoods to protect house and home – and he, his family, and all his cowboy friends (all also regulars at […]

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