The Caregiver’s Tales
Tiny essays on life, nature, grief and other things that catch my fancy in the Texas Hill Country. Here’s how it all got started.
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Trip Log 7
Captain’s Log, Stardate 2022.2.7 Homeward bound. Slowly. Made it to Alamosa. More music.
Trip Log 6
Captain’s Log, Stardate 2022.2.6. The final day of the festival is in the books.
Trip Log 5
Captain’s Log Stardate 2022.2.5. The cold persists. The music endures. The companionship maintains.
Trip Log 4
Captain’s Log Stardate 2022.2.4. At last, we are in Red River arriving in midafternoon yesterday.
Trip Log 3
Captain’s Log Stardate 2022.2.3. We made slow but steady progress yesterday. Left Santa Fe in a slight snowstorm, heading toward Alamosa in the San Luis Valley close to the headwaters of the Rio Grande.
Trip Log 2
Captain’s Log Stardate 2022.2.2. The trip is underway. We made good progress yesterday. Ate lunch at Fort Stockton.
Trip Log 1
Captain’s Log Stardate 2022.2.1. A new adventure begins today. We launch an expedition into the territory of New Mexico.
Overwhelmed
The other day, as I drove in down the drive, a burst of wind tore across the yard. It hit the last of the Lacy Oaks to still have its leaves.
What I Did
I took a friend’s advice yesterday and avoided hard work. I went shopping instead. Actually, I went buying.
Yard Therapy
There is something be said for hauling around bags of mulch and spreading the contents about the garden. It’s this. They’re heavy and they’ll make you sore.
Winter Gardening
The winter gardening has commenced. Bags of mulch line the back porch ready to create the world’s largest cat box.
What’s That?
I went to stand beside the road in the hills just south of town and watch the sky. Again.
