after Bryan left there was a walk to discuss Libre fire mitigation, which will require resources
in excess of the immediate to even facilitate access for emergency vehicles, let alone…Escape.
Sobering thoughts which led to much agreement and hopefully ways forward.
For a couple of days we returned to our hill climbing with elk-evidence on the knoll,
dogs intent on after-dinners’ meagre leavings
and then Wednesday went to town; the dump, building supply, Safeway, an inspection
of Charles’ trimming around the Habib, propane exchange and
home for more wanderings.
The next evening we went up the valley to Malachite to John and Eva’s sweet
Outpost of Civilization for dinner, an annual event now for many years, with special guests Patsy and Jon…prosecco, talk of Taos and Assisi, Santa Fe, Denver, the AAA, Libre, dogs, art, apple cobbler and more. Beneath a newish moon P&J took off in the direction of Red Wing and we trailed a cowboy pickup from Pando’s to 620 in the dark of night.
The next mid-afternoon, after Leon finished his cement work for the day, with a little help from my friend I set the valves on the saddle and our tank filled nicely in three hours.
Meanwhile, in troubling times like these, a little levity [if not levitation] might be called for…such as; “Whaddya run on, Rockette Morton? [say ‘beans’].” “I run on beans……I run on laser beans.”
But maybe all we really need in this age of alternate truths [how ’bout that Kari Lake, anyway?*] is an hour of atonality and a nice Vietnam era anti-war song…all the more appropriate as we tip ever closer towards that WWlll with each passing day.**
*And she’s not even the tip of a foul foul iceberg of lying self-aggrandizing shits, either; how about that Mark Finchem, also from Arizona, who’s running on the premise that he “won’t concede” if the results, for Secretary of State, no less, aren’t to his liking…our New Politics.
**It has recently come to my attention how much the Magic Band owes to Charles Mingus; compare, for instance, “Trout Mask Replica” [1969] with “Mingus at Antibes” [1960] if you have the patience.
Thanks for the engaging complexity of the totally excellent photos
References to our current political “life” if it can be called that set me to some very brief thought, but what emerged is the realization that perhaps we have finally turned into a culture of full grown spoiled children.
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What happens when the new gens hear “we don’t need no educayshun” and don’t understand the irony.
Exactly what happens…and has. Awaiting November with dread…
Sadly, like the inevitably constant “car season”, the West’s “fire season” is now year-round. At least Libre looks green now…most of the West is looking mighty brown and crispy.
Yes…. As you may know, recent state primaries in Arizona, Nevada, Wisconsin, Michigan and Pennsylvania produced MAGA-loving, Big Lie-believing, Trump-duped GOP winners in categories of Governor, Senator, Attorney General and Secretary of State.
Fortunately the women in Kansas, of all places, made a big difference; and let’s hope they’re a harbinger of Kari Lake and Mark Finchem’s misfortunes in November.
NY TIMES 8/3/2022: “After the Supreme Court’s decision, Democrats registered to vote at a faster rate than Republicans in Kansas, according a memo from Tom Bonier, the chief executive of TargetSmart, a Democratic data firm. Mr. Bonier said his analysis found roughly 70 percent of Kansans who registered after the court’s decision were women.”
Apparently 70% of all new voter registrations are by women.