This first ran Sept. 22, 2010 — the same time of year as now. It’s not clear that the auction is still going on, and maybe it’s been replaced by a 5K race, and maybe by a bunch of other auctions in different places. The clinic is building a new home and has a lot…
In rural central Pennsylvania, in a long narrow valley originally named Kishacoquillas, now nicknamed Big Valley, the Amish buggies are not black and grey but white and yellow. You might think these unusually bright buggies might signal a more laid-back Amish population, but it’s just the opposite: the two sects represented by the two buggy…
December 18-22, 2017 The People of LWON start the week with our recommendations for holiday binge-watching. You’re welcome. Guest Mary Caperton Morton tells a story about hiking in Bears Ears National Monument, which had its acreage cut by 85 percent earlier this month. As the canyon opened up, our side canyon nearing the confluence with…
Bears Ears is one of the last places in the desert southwest where the marks left by mankind on the landscape are whisper-light. It doesn’t surprise me to hear that our President has never set foot there or on Grand Staircase-Escalante National Monument. He has no business in either place. February 2014: A rough dirt…
23 – 27 September Have you ever wondered what it’s like to attend a wild horse and burro auction? This week, Mary Caperton Morton reports. Christie tried her hardest not to eulogize newsprint. Helen ate whale. Verdict? Underwhelming. “A lot of us hoped that once we had the Internet we might have more information about the…
Two summers ago I did something reckless: I went to a wild horse and burro auction in Bernalillo, New Mexico. I managed not to place any bids, but I fell in love many times over. Nothing is more beautiful than a wild mustang and these were going for a song. The 50 yearlings, mares and geldings were separated…
A consolation for Cameron, for Mary Caperton Morton, and for so many of us: at least the bugger can’t fly. __________ http://abstrusegoose.com/161
Guest poster Mary Caperton Morton wrote a lovely post about poison oak a few years back, but I just had this itch… I saw an old friend—or foe, I guess—on a run last weekend. Leafless during winter, the poison oak in a nearby park has started to push out shiny green triads along the trail…