Friday the thirteenth, and beyond.

July thirteenth was calm on the mountain, traces of tree houses testifying to lives once

lived here.

Saturday we went to Walsenburg, caught the latest Fire Map at the Safeway, made a pilgrimage to La Veta for Patsy’s wondrous watercolors, some not particularly excellent food sulkily served

down the street and home in time

to tour some unsung sites before dining with neighbors on our porch,

not a flame to be seen.

Clear skies, smooth sailing, dogs up the creek…

[new boundary markers]

Tomás had said, of his Sun Dance fires, “I’ll take care of it” which Sesame found “arrogant”, but the very next day the rains came so who’s to say that’s not what was meant?

Nonetheless, despite many passionate and eloquent testimonials from the Practitioners, the County kept the burn ban in effect albeit allowed an exemption for the Gardner Chuckwagon’s annual Benefit Barbecue.  Although the paper insinuated this discriminated against Religion, it seemed more reasonable to assume it was the difference between a barbecue pit in a churchyard around the corner from the Fire Department as opposed to a bonfire in an open field surrounded by coniferous forest at the base of a mountain eight miles out of town that influenced the decision, but who can say in these dry and troubled times.

We persisted up the aptly named Dry Creek, ciphers written on trees, tails told in the leaves

where the perennial grass clump does not seem to have perked up much

as yet but time and rain will tell

as we swirl towards, well, some apocalypse or other.

My brother-in-law visited on a long transcontinental loop from B.C., juiced up his ride

[connector not shown] from our dryer outlet as we took him up the creek, down

to MOF for the Libre 50th experience

[Julian Wallenborn above; Jim Fowler, with image of my future wife on the slideshow, below]

and La Veta for its ubiquitous deer, dear friends, and dinner.

The weather remained murky [a fire to the south, we heard] throughout Dave’s stay

which was all too brief.

Sun Dance starts Sunday…hoping for Real Rain.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

6 thoughts on “Friday the thirteenth, and beyond.

  1. Kirk Moore

    Whew! Finally some rain!! I hope it’s more than a sprinkle but not too much to cause mudslides in the burned area…..dance accordingly.
    Thanks for the update….good to hear you are still relatively unscathed!
    BTW, why new boundary markers? Is that for a new development? A Trump condo project?
    Yikes…Apocalypse Now.

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    1. mikesmoore Post author

      We are good here, though you’re right about the Mud…which will be an issue for years to come.
      The new boundary markers came about last winter after a rogue member here intruded [with an excavated waterline and a road] onto the adjacent property, DKD, inspiring consternation [on both sides] and a professional survey which turned out to gain Libre ten or so feet all along the line. The intrusions remained inarguably on DKD, however.

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  2. Janet

    Always loved those bug cyphers. Your fire is no longer newsworthy…too many other fires, so glad to hear from you with an update.

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    1. mikesmoore Post author

      By now the Spring fire’s history…a belated rainy season has ended much of the danger for now, for here.

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  3. Ann Karlstrom

    Heard from my sister, Ellen, in Santa Fe that they had an “Apocalyptic” rain. Much damage around; mud everywhere. Hope you missed that. Seems like it’s all or nothing out there!
    Ann K.

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    1. mikesmoore Post author

      The mudslides in the fire areas have been horrendous in the aftermath…road closures, people stranded, etc. But not on our side of the valley, for now…

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