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Slowly I assert control over my yards, fore and aft. I’m conquering the weeds and preparing to put in some form of landscaping. What I want is xeriscaping. Not just because it saves on water, although practically it’s a concern. I happen to think it looks cool. What I’m not so clear on is: okay, how exactly [...] Actually, it came to us of its own accord. And thereby hangs a tale of terror, appropriate to the remorseless approach of Halloween. As recounted in my previous post, When Great Sky Demons Attack!, my Black Sharpie, Emma Dog, is terrified of hot-air balloons. She’s afraid of Round Monster Heads as it is. When they’re great [...] Actually, they haven’t much this year. Yet. Emma Dog has always had problems with monsters with giant round heads. Not long after I got her in May of 2004 we were driving down Candelaria in Albuquerque’s North Valley to our usual walking-place, the ditch that runs along the east edge of the fields of the Rio [...] I try to keep Emma Dog supplied with rawhide bones. She tends to get bored – I’m just not real exciting company for a dog, our walks (still not regular enough!) notwithstanding. The bones keep her entertained for hours. The other night her Uncle Joe noted she had what he thought of as “small” rawhide [...] The real one. Here in New Mexico the seasons usually arrive on or about the first of the month they’re supposed to start: December, March, June, and of course, September. Despite what the bureaucrats say, the feel of the air, the nature of the light, the mellowing temperatures tell the tale. And I’m not the [...] |
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