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Reflections in the Silver Cup

BEAR!

Scene: Upper story, beautiful rammed earth house, Nacimiento Mountains, Regina, NM, 3:30 am, silence of night in the dark forest. And then: the deep-throated baying of Ninja the Bassett hound. Cranky, I struggled out of bed and down the stairs, thinking the old boy must need to pee. He ignored me and my silly questions, "Do you need to go out? Do you need to pee?" and continued to bark nonstop at the huge bay windows facing the woods. I turned on a light, which of course meant I could see nothing outside. I turned it back off and peered into the moonlit clearing and the trees beyond. Everything appeared to be as it should, but Ninja would not, indeed could not, stop barking. I trudged back upstairs, and around 4:15 I went back to sleep; he was still barking, and I have no idea when he stopped.

At 6 am, I got up, fixed Ninja's food bowl and also calico Portia's. After the 20 seconds it took the hound to inhale his food, he headed outdoors, barking all over again for the next Read More 

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EARTHSHIPS

Gray waves sough gently, rocking to and fro. Then a form breaks the surface–a dolphin's graceful arc. Or it's the comical bounce of a jack rabbit's ears. The sea and the high desert–so like one another and yet so unlike. At first glance there is only the surface, no sign of life other than water or the rocking fronds of sagebrush. But beneath the surface these two vast bodies teem with life–in the ocean, fish of every kind and color imaginable and unimaginable, ocean mammals, crustaceans; in the desert, reptiles in their hideaways, burrowing insects and small mammals, coyotes, cottontails, horned toads, and blue-tailed racers sheltering beneath the saltbushes.

And so an Earthship, originating in  Read More 

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