Grand total: 190

We completed our breezeblock inventory this afternoon. By my count, Tucumcari (pop. 4,915) has 190 properties that feature either breezeblocks, shadow blocks, or some combination of the two — and at least 100 of them are within a mile of my house.

I knew we had a lot, but by “a lot,” I was thinking maybe 50. We have nearly four times that number — and I probably missed a few that weren’t visible from the street. Incredible.

Here are some samples from today’s explorations:

We saw this fan-style block atop an unfinished wall in a newer subdivision. The owner appeared to be test-driving samples.
Square-in-square style breezeblock
This double square-in-square was perched atop the same unfinished wall as the fan-style block.
We saw this angular riff on the Starlight pattern at the same property.
I don’t know the name of this pattern, but it seems to be the 21st-century answer to hidden circles.
I like this sort of inside-out approach to installing hidden circles, spotted in an alley while we were walking the dogs this afternoon.

The top image is from a house down the street. The breezeblocks appear to be a later addition, as they don’t really match the architecture of the house, but I imagine they’d come in handy if you were fumbling with your keys on a stormy day.

The research for this project has been fascinating. I knew Tucumcari pretty well before I started, but systematically driving every street in town in search of one specific architectural detail has forced me to pay much closer attention to my surroundings. It’s also given me an appreciation for the ingenuity of the people around me, who are sculptors, muralists, architects, landscape designers, homesteaders, and creative problem solvers of the highest order.

No wonder I love this town so much. It’s full of kindred spirits.

Emily

Charlie Brown Christmas

NOTE: This is part of the new novel I am writing. I am posting it here as a diversion for readers who may be living under shelter-in-place policies while the world waits for the coronavirus pandemic to pass. For an explanation of this project, please click here.

Charlie Brown Christmas
December 1969 ~ Tumbleweed Motel, Coldwater, N.M.

Shirley took a tray of sugar cookies out of the oven. She’d promised Joey he could help decorate them tomorrow. For now, he was sitting on the couch, watching Charlie Brown while snow flurries blew around the parking lot, winking in the light from the brightly colored bulbs they’d strung around the front windows. Joey wanted to put evergreen garlands up with the bulbs, but Shirley had vetoed the idea on the grounds that it was a fire hazard. Those bulbs got a little too hot for her to be comfortable hanging them next to branches full of turpentine that would dry out almost instantly in the desert air. Fortunately, he hadn’t put up too much of a fuss. He was a good boy. Letting him stay had been a good decision. Continue reading Charlie Brown Christmas