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Sweet Al’s sandbox on the Blanco

I was sitting in the dark with a cup of coffee enjoying 5 a.m. on the Blanco. I was rolling over in my mind a recent comment I heard. My…

Dripping with friends

My Sweet Al has always referred to my artist friends as “flaky.” To me, they are unconventional, with a slight twist of strange behavior. Al has changed his mind over…

It’s how you look at things

“Pssst, come here.” A man pulled me aside at our writers’ critique group. He leaned into me and whispered, “I don’t know how to tell you this, but before I…

Table manners: Up the Greek without a paddle

I was invited to a banquet the other night. I said, “Yes, I’ll be there. My Sweet Al is with his brother hunting doves in New Mexico and I will…

Like a kid with a cookie jar — busted

It’s that season again. It’s football time. The boys of fall are back at it. We’re back on the road with family, football, friends and junk food. It can’t get…

Giving introverts a voice: Aunt Mary’s mustache

My friend lives across town, 40 minutes away. She lives by Hatcher Lake and I live on the Lower Blanco. We talk once a week on the phone. I’ve quoted…

Color-blind — in-your-face ugly

I saw the stark blue color from the top of the road and I went into a violent panic attack. I turned onto our steep driveway and gunned it. I…

A frenzied love affair

Summer came like a gentle lover and went away like a frenzied love affair. My daughter read this article and said, “It doesn’t make sense; what’s with the gentle lover…

It’s work to have fun

I almost missed this deadline because I was too busy working at making fun for others. Summer in Pagosa is about entertaining guests. They need to get away from their…

Epignosko: Discovering my muse

I jumped into the old blue truck. I vowed I’d never ride in it. Only the Lord knows what crawls around in it. The dogs have claimed it as their…