Good morning.
A busy week on multiple fronts with the full panoply of New Mexico experience.
A white-knuckled drive over the pass through the snow to Taos, and the decision to head right back into it to return, rather than add 50 miles to take an alternative route that might have been better, but turned out not to be. Ahead of the plows I get to appreciate how well Volvo's all wheel drive system works. Remember, my 4WD experiences begin almost 45 years ago with a 1953 M-37, the military version of the venerable Dodge Power Wagon, 6000 pounds of slow, clunky and un-stoppable steel. Ox, meet cat.
Yesterday I was in Albuquerque to meet with the adobe guild folks and a quick visit to a water-rights-lawyer way up in what passes for a sky-scraper tower. Stark reminder of the cultural gap between my sleepy village and the centers of power 100 miles away.
Tomorrow, if we can muster up a quorum of parciantes, we will approve a new and updated set of by laws for the Acequia that will establish legal procedures to deal with our new corporate neighbor's request to transfer some water rights out of the valley.
This morning someone is coming to look at the tractor we are selling for the neighbor who had to sell out his place for health reasons. I was driving that tractor this week, putting manure on the garden plots. I can't afford to buy it, but I can sure make use of it while it is here. So don't really want this guy to buy it, even though I'll get a commission on the sale.
There's a horse out in the yard that wandered in last night while the gate was open. I'll deal with it later this morning when it gets light out.
It's been temps in the 60s all week; unheard of for the middle of January.
Thanks for dropping in.