Waiting For You

I am the bird who hops and pecks I am the mountain standing tall and firm I am the sky so vast and open I am the clouds with wispy fans I am the juniper bush, fragrant when you pass I am the lizard slithering playfully on your window sill I am the scorpion, deadlyContinue reading “Waiting For You”

Expect the Unexpected

You can never really count on things going the way you think they will, but here in Crestone, you can pretty much assume things will not go the way you think. After tending my garden for several weeks this summer, here’s what August weather can look like around here:   It definitely keeps you onContinue reading “Expect the Unexpected”