February 1, 2013
It’s a chilly, quiet evening in Red Fork. I’ve got the Mamas and the Papas on Spotify and visions of art projects dancing in my head. I feel a creative outburst lurking around the corner, but I think I can keep it at bay long enough to get some much-needed sleep tonight.
Phillies pitchers and catchers report to spring training in nine days.
Life is good.
January 7, 2013
I didn’t have many New Year’s resolutions this year, but I did promise myself I’d do more hippie crap, because it makes me happy.
Here’s my first real effort in that direction:
I ordered a sprouter before Christmas. It came in before I left for Tucumcari, but I didn’t start any seeds until I got home. I now have two trays full of alfalfa sprouts and a tray of lentil sprouts. I’m looking forward to eating them in salad tomorrow.
Sprouts are nice. They’re cheap to grow, and they taste like spring, which makes them especially nice in the middle of January.
As January evenings go, this one isn’t bad. I’ve got Emmylou Harris on Spotify, a cup of Wild Berry Zinger on my desk (sweetened with honey from our apiary, of course), and a design project in front of me. It’s not the ballpark on a hot summer evening, but it’s acceptable.
Speaking of the ballpark, Phillies pitchers and catchers report to spring training in 36 days. Eep!
If I’ve counted right, we’re also 93 days out from the Drillers‘ home opener. The bad news is that I will be missing that game. The good news is that I will be missing that game because I will be sitting in the second row at a Judy Collins concert in Kansas.
Sometimes my life is just flat awesome.
October 23, 2012
People kept bugging me about it, so I finally joined Pinterest last summer. I don’t really get the appeal. Seems like an awful lot of effort just to bookmark a page. But people keep telling me how great it is, so I get on there every now and then to appease them.
Last month, I pinned a replacement part for my honey extractor.
A couple of weeks ago, I pinned a chainsaw.
Tonight, I pinned Jackie Robinson, Andre Dawson, Pudge Rodriguez, Old Hoss Radbourn, and the entire starting lineup for the ’84 Cubs.
Judging from all the shoes, sandy beaches, and low-carb dessert recipes I keep seeing on everybody else’s boards, I am pretty sure I am doing it wrong….
September 9, 2012
The Drillers lost Game 5 of the first round of the Texas League playoffs tonight, so baseball season is over, and fall has slipped into town behind a late summer storm.
I wasn’t ready for summer to end just yet.
August 24, 2012
So Ron and I went to the last regular-season fireworks night of the year tonight at OneOK Field. Drillers lost, but when the ushers handed out what they referred to as “3-D glasses” (which were more like taleidoscopes), inspiration struck. Prismatic film, as it turns out, makes a pretty sweet filter for an iPhone camera:
Bonus: Troy Tulowitzki and Jason Giambi were making rehab starts with the Drillers tonight, so we got to see a couple of big-leaguers play with our usual guys.
Hope your Friday was good, wherever you are.
March 5, 2012
Sorry for the extended silence; I’ve been unbelievably busy lately and just haven’t been able to work a hand free for blogging.
The calendar still says winter, but I think it’s officially spring in Red Fork. It’s been gorgeous out for the past couple of weeks, we’ve got a dove nesting on top of the pergola, the front yard is covered in little flowers (henbit, star chickweed, shepherd’s purse, spring beauty, and a few dandelions), the bee yard is busier than O’Hare International Airport, the Webster baseball team had its home opener this evening, and I bought half a flat of strawberries and a couple of Brussels sprout seedlings at Lee’s Feed the other day.
Most telling of all: The baby chicks are in at Lee’s. If somebody hadn’t already reserved all the Araucanas, I would have bought a couple to add to our flock.
It’s spring! Yay, yay, yay, yay!
January 12, 2012
I’ve got a fire in the woodstove, onion soup simmering on top, and bread bowls in the oven, and I’m getting ready to sit down with a sketchbook and a seed catalog to design the coolest herb garden in Red Fork.
Sometimes it’s good to be a hippie….
P.S.: Only 37 days until pitchers and catchers report to Mesa. Spring is on its way!
January 4, 2012
I think this character is a fairly new addition at River Parks. I haven't seen him before.
The weather this week has been gorgeous — highs in the 60s, dazzling sunshine, and glorious cobalt skies — so when school let out this afternoon, I pulled on shorts and running shoes and took Songdog out to the river for a three-mile jog along the trail.
It’s not quite as spectacular as Turtle Playground, but the giant frog next to the playground at River Parks looked so cool in that pre-sunset “magic light” that I couldn’t resist stopping to take a picture with my cell phone on the way past.
Songdog, for the record, was a perfect gentleman on the leash this afternoon — no pulling, balking, or bolting — and we had a really nice run. I know it won’t last, but it feels like spring out there right now. Pretty afternoons in January are rare and precious and always delight me.
Speaking of spring, I saw a fat robin sitting in the middle of the street on my way to school this morning, and we’re about six weeks from spring training. Cubs haven’t announced their reporting dates yet, but when pitchers and catchers arrive in Mesa, Carlos Zambrano will not be among them, because Ep & Co. just swapped him to Florida for Chris Volstad. I know Z has been a handful, to put it mildly, but I’m not keen on swapping a guy with a 3.60 ERA who bats .241 for a guy with a 4.59 ERA and a .133 BA. I am especially not inclined to make that trade now that we finally have some adult supervision in the dugout. That said, it should be interesting to see how Zambrano gets along with Ozzie Guillen. I figure they’ll either get along famously or tear each other’s heads off right in the middle of the clubhouse.
Hope your day was as enjoyable as mine.
August 28, 2011
Once again, I find myself apologizing for my silence. School started last Monday. I had a good week, but it didn’t leave much time for blogging, as I had commitments to attend to every evening and most of the weekend.
The fact that I am still conscious at this point may have something to do with the fact that I can see a soft blue light shining at the end of the tunnel.
My kids are watching Field of Dreams in class. Daydreaming New Mexico, I understand Moonlight Graham’s line: “Once a place touches you like this, the wind never blows so cold again.”
If I close my eyes, I can almost feel the hot, dry wind stirring the high desert air, twisting my hair into a mass of careless tangles, whispering peace and the land’s ancient incantations into my ear as I rest on an old metal lawn chair, drawing strength and inspiration from the eerie songs of distant coyotes and the familiar hum of neon transformers, storing New Mexico in dreams like mental Mason jars to open and devour when life becomes too complicated and I need the scents of pinon and sage and green chile and magic to drift through my mind like tumbleweeds and send my spirit soaring through a cobalt sky somewhere above a timeworn alignment of Route 66 in the land of Baca and Anaya and Hillerman.
August 19, 2011
My fellow Bleacher Bums, our long National (League) nightmare is over. Hendry is gone.
On a related note, the Cubs just beat the Cardinals 5-4 in the bottom of the 10th with an RBI single by Colvin.
Come on, Quade. You know what you did to get this job. If you do it again, you might just get to keep it. Do we still have enough games left to make up an 18.5-game deficit? Of course we do! Go, Cubs!