Something I’ve noticed about aging is that many of our loved ones become more and more articulate about what makes them happy, as the passing years bring clarity beyond the hustle and bustle of workaday life. All the same, through lack of intent or opportunity, not everyone has yet become able to move towards their […]
On the morning of April 26, I drafted a proposed summer itinerary of excursions celebrating the glorious wilderness delights adjacent to Mesa Alta Base Camp. I intended to email it that evening to our camping, hiking, biking and foraging pals. It looked something like this: April – Frog Pond May- Amphitheater June- Irises and Lupine […]
Fall in New Mexico is busy, with Zozobra, Dixon, the Ren Fair, birthdays, and above all, the aspen. Several trip to MABC specifically to work on the fence alternated with encampments on top of the mesa in search of mushrooms, new views, and golden leaves. After days spent clearing brush and setting posts we rewarded […]
Though my thoughts continually dwell upon our treasured refuge, our days this summer have been spent elsewhere. We have been held hostage by domestic obligations, as our city home was long overdue for a kitchen update. Our summer also included a camping trip to Idaho for my dad’s 80th, and a “farewell” send- off camping […]
With winter rolling in, we gathered up our cold weather gear and to–do list, hoping to cross a few more tasks off before snow takes hold. At the top of the list was looping our architect friend Chris into the conversation regarding the potential for building on the property. Friday night he and Stefani came […]
Barbed wire and muddy boots – we always welcome rain, even as it washes away some of our intentions…. Last weekend Kevin and I corralled Jacob, Shawn and Kali for a work/ chow/ biking adventure. We drove to up Mesa Alta Base Camp Saturday, in fine Northern New Mexico autumn weather. We got right to […]
Deana and I spent our early childhood in National Parks, as our dad was a Park Ranger. Our front yard had alligators in Everglades, bears in Yellowstone, and deer in Shenandoah. Life was outdoors more than indoors. Even after dad left the Park Service, the memory of Yellowstone continued to abide-a completely immersive, sensory, emotional […]