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econoline

“Is that a collector’s item?” Ming asked about the Econoline in my hands. “Well, I just collected it,” I said.  “So I guess so.” We were walking in the desert.  We needed some fun really bad.  So we went out early in the morning–Ming drove us to Red Rock.  We walked a little longer than… Read More »

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July July

I rapped about a desert heat wave.  Here’s the soundcloud link.  It’s called July July. It’s about surviving high temps with poor technology.  Trying to eat and stay hydrated.  I like “ice pack for a hat” and “jank is unfair.”  If you get the chance, please enjoy. Thank you to those artists who leave free… Read More »

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mantis on a sunflower

I was passing through our courtyard, stopped to say hello to some sunflowers.  Then I yelled with surprise, when I saw a mantis on a sunflower, in our garden. I went back inside the house to put down the laundry basket, wash my hands, and get my phone to take a picture.  Ming was on… Read More »

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plover

Yesterday we went to a park in Henderson with a lake.  Ming likes to walk there, some mornings.  There are tons of Canada geese.  Coulda sworn I saw a plover.  Where I come from, there are endangered plovers. So I looked it up, and the Bird & Hike guy says yes, when they migrate, you… Read More »

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Red Springs

Yesterday we went to Red Springs for our morning walk.  It was fun to be at a new place.  I’d been there before, in the picnic area, like for the Las Vegas Radical Mental Health rock workshop, before covid.  But apparently, I never walked up the boardwalk to the spring. There were the big jackrabbits,… Read More »

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super cute

We have helped my super cute love Ming transition from 54 to 55 years old.  We did good.  Congratulations!  You have arrived at the speed limit. I was singing in the desert to Mother God, a sweet song, Eight Stanzas to Bhavani.  It’s in Sanskrit.  I’d like to record it for you, but I’m having… Read More »

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river

We went to the river–Ming drove us down Lake Mead Blvd toward Lake Mead.  Don’t ask me how we’ve lived here almost seven years and never did that before.  Whaaat? We went to a chill overlook and walked around.  We saw pretty yellow creosote flowers, and a praying mantis eggs case on a creosote branch–exciting!… Read More »

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desert

When I was a little kid and heard about the desert, like Jesus praying there, or the devil temping him, I felt very curious about what desert is.  I was living on the coast and had never been to the desert. Desert seemed like a sacred place, where you could pray, be alone, feel raw… Read More »

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desert

“Hey, do you know… Why do people talk like the desert is all empty and worthless?  Do people really think that?” I asked Ming.  “Do they not know the life is just in a different way?”  Ming was doing something in the kitchen.  “They need to go back to nuance kindergarten!” “They need to justify… Read More »

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fat hiker

I love being myself, so I love being a fat hiker.  Walking on desert ground and seeing those amazing plants that heal my soul.  Seeing rocks, trash, sky, clouds.  Hearing quiet.  Feeling wind and warmth. Moving through space a lot–pausing to stretch or dance and get my wiggles out.  Pausing to take a photo or… Read More »