Imagine that you’re walking along the dusty main street of Taos, NM, 125 years ago in April. It’s a pleasant day with fragrant flowers and fruit trees in blossom, temperatures in the low 60s, no blustery spring winds and a receding cap of snow on towering Taos Mountain just to your east. Somewhere in theContinue reading “There weren’t any EV charging stations back then…”
Author Archives: Patrick Lamb
Roadside relief…
The chair I’m sitting in as I write this and used while writing all my previous blogs was a roadside find. A home just down the street from us had placed it outside in hopes someone might want it. It was a classic design, solid oak, in need of a new cushion and some structuralContinue reading “Roadside relief…”
A World Series gem it wasn’t…
My wife and I try to make a few NMSU Aggie baseball games each spring. This year has been a little harder than usual because the wind gods seemed to show up on several of the nights we were thinking of attending at game at Presley Askew field. The wind at one game that weContinue reading “A World Series gem it wasn’t…”
A red wall…
The morning was eerily calm, but the sky had an unusual appearance. It wasn’t quite opaque like a high thin cloud cover, but thinner and with a faintly reddish hue. Shortly after about 1 p.m., the western horizon began to take a more menacing appearance, with the reddish color intensifying higher in the atmosphere andContinue reading “A red wall…”
Neglecting things…
Yes, you few and far between readers, I haven’t posted a lot in the last couple of weeks and my anemic statistics on “WordPress” prove it. I write when I’m inspired by something interesting I’ve seen or read and anything with an edge of humor to it. Lately, I haven’t seen a lot of thatContinue reading “Neglecting things…”
Canine chronicles…
An update on the story about the Mexican Gray Wolf below. The Albuquerque Journal reported this morning that the wolf had been found dead. Cause of death or location of her death has not been confirmed. Very sad. Two stories in the news last week about canines caught my attention. Both showed how clever theseContinue reading “Canine chronicles…”
Atomic rocks…
Last week, we accompanied our grandkids on a tour of Lincoln County where I grew up in southern New Mexico. Our trip included stops at the Smokey Bear museum in Capitan, the Malpais lavabeds north of Carrizozo, old Lincoln, Fort Stanton, Ruidoso and other points in between. On the way, we stopped at the InternationalContinue reading “Atomic rocks…”
When you come to a fork in the road, take it…
Yogi Berra’s famous quote may have more significance than I thought, given some developments around our house. My wife recently started noticing a dramatic decline in certain items in our every day eating utensils. We were down to just two forks and four spoons after originally having eight of each when we acquired the setContinue reading “When you come to a fork in the road, take it…”
Why did the chicken cross the border?
Being as close as Las Cruces is to the border with Mexico, it’s not surprising that smuggling — in both directions — has been going on in this area for centuries. As you may recall, I resurrected my finely honed investigative reporting skills (yes, that was a joke) about three years ago to find outContinue reading “Why did the chicken cross the border?”
Fur bearing trout…
I’ve been working my way through a book edited by my former journalism professor, Tony Hillerman, entitled “Best of the West: An Anthology of Classic Writing from the American West.” The book contains 142 short stories on a variety of subjects, mostly historical in nature. Under the section of the book entitled “Tall Tales andContinue reading “Fur bearing trout…”
Ramping up…
A friend and neighbor asked me last week if I was interested in helping with a project that I had never known about until he extended me the invitation. It’s called the “New Mexico Ramp Project.” It is a volunteer-based program to construct wheelchair accessible ramps to homes of low-income disabled residents in 15 NewContinue reading “Ramping up…”
Finding good luck and a couple of other random things…
I expressed my worries about declining horny toad numbers in an earlier blog — remembering how plentiful they were when I was growing up in Ruidoso and how much everyone enjoyed finding one. Well, I got some good news this week from my sister Wendy, who lives in Cochiti Lake between Albuquerque and Santa Fe.Continue reading “Finding good luck and a couple of other random things…”
The state state…
The New Mexico Legislature, which I covered as a reporter for seven years, always seems to have time in between debate on major issues to bring a bit of levity or silliness into their work. Witness in the last few years that we have added adopted legislation that declares the “official” state almost everything. WeContinue reading “The state state…”
Worrying about horny toads…
I believe the last time I saw (and briefly captured) a horny toad was about 20 or more years ago after I had landed my hot air balloon in the desert on the east side of the Mesilla Valley. I’m not sure why horny toads wandered into my brain this week, but somehow thoughts aboutContinue reading “Worrying about horny toads…”