Seedlings!

The seeds are now seedlings! We've had extreme heat and I started back to school so there were a few days where I thought maybe I'd let them sprout and die. But no! They live! We are on the road to having a spinach patch, broccoli, collards and all kinds of lettuces. Something to look forward to I'd say.


Did I forget to mention the turnips? We'll be having neeps if all goes well.

Herbs

Herbs love the heat, don't get eaten by bugs and get huge by the end of summer. Here are a few from our garden. Breathe in, breathe out. Repeat. Use your imagination and hopefully somewhere in the recesses of your memory they are there.

Life is art.

Evil Spirits



Neighbor's Gate

The Cloisters, NYC

Propane Totem,CO


Hippy van, Greenich Village

The Last Rose of Summer


Our summer garden is winding down. Heat,lack of rain and age have taken their toll. It looks pretty sad but Felder Rushing,our gardening guru,warns, "A vegetable garden tends to be messier than a flower garden because it is utilitarian, not aethetic." My response, after being away for two weeks is best summarized as shocked. The googly-eyed, screaming monsters in this blue ribbon, Archuleta County Fair, quilt cover my range of emotions. Chin up old girl. There are three more seasons. Because we're Southern we grow all year so I planted broccoli seeds yesterday. Today spinach, collards and lettuces will get planted.

I Always Wanted to See the Statue of Libery and a Rodeo

The Red Rider Rodeo!

I did finally see Lady Liberty and she is the way coolest. Just a few days ago I went to the Red Ryder County Fair in Pagosa Springs, CO. OMG. It wasn't a bronco bustin', bull ridin' rodeo. Oh, no. It was a ranch rodeo. A real rodeo. Take that. It was the real deal with real cowboys without commercial sponsors. And it was a damn good time all for the price of $3.00.

Wolf Creek

I looked at Earl and his eyes was wide...
I says, "Earl, I'm not the type to complain
But the time has come for me to explain
That if you don't apply some brake real soon, they're gonna have to pick us up with a stick and a spoon..."
("Wolf Creek Pass" written by Bill Fries and Chip Davis, sung by C.W. McCall)

By GEB
Personal Press

Following an ear poppin', breathtaking, awe inspiring drive up then back down into Wolf Creek Pass an afternoon spent in San Juan National Forest rock hopping in and along Wolf Creek,Colorado on a cool July afternoon is free! Altogether it's 3,000 feet down into the pass causing me to consider that the first settlers who made it there must surely have saddly resolved that,like it or not, there was no turning back. When you gather your wits and swallow it's no different than having just taken off in a 747 except that you can see below where you'll end up if you crash. It'd make for a great obituary except for the part where I want to die in my sleep, in my bed, in my 80's having lived a full and healthy life.