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It is spring at Red Willow, which means that we got two inches of snow overnight, all of which is gone by midday today. It’s more snow than we’ve had most of the winter, though, so no one here is complaining. The only drawback on this day is that it was such a soft, heavy, […]

The Rio Grande has many names. It could hardly be otherwise: The major artery of this mountainous land, equal parts lifeblood and the waters of birth, it has kept this bit of earth alive for millennia, and its indigenous inhabitants with it. Here, it has kept well the peoples of two extant Pueblos and the Apache […]

Last week, we had occasion to drive down through the Gorge, where the highway wends its way downhill alongside the Rio Grande. These are old tribal lands, too, their indigenous inhabitants long since displaced. After all, modernity calls: Indeed, the last near half-year the highway has been subject to virtually daily roadblocks while state road […]

Snow is promised, or at least predicted, for Monday and Tuesday, but this week began with a turquoise dawn. It was the perfect spring morning for prayer, for a return of our attention to earth and sky and the spirits who dwell within and between them. The earth itself is increasingly green now, the early […]

The day dawned beautifully clear here, if not so warm as yesterday. Elsewhere in the country, the sun seems mostly to have elected to shine upon the actions of the nation’s young people as they take the lead in trying to build a better world, an obligation in which we adults have so miserably failed them. […]

Today is the perfect spring day for this place of extremes: by turns unseasonably warm and then suddenly icy, the earth here and there scattered with dashes of brilliant sunlight that give way in the beat of a bird’s wing to howling winds and cold driving rain. At this moment, the latter preside, tossing young […]

A “warmer world” is not, by itself, necessarily a good thing, although we are getting it anyway and have been for some time now. Global warming is one of the fundamental features of climate change, every year now seems to surpass the last as the hottest on record. We are certainly on track for record heat already […]

Dawn, and the east is pale blue, the clouds limned in silver. To the west, darker clouds slowly dissipate into a webwork of deep blue threads overlaid against the turquoise skies. It is the first full day of spring, still cold but clear, and already we find ourselves anticipating the welcome warmth of summer. A few […]

Today is one that occurs only twice a year: a moment when world and light are momentarily at midpoint to each other. Later this morning, we shall move into that moment known as the Vernal Equinox, when the sun’s light shines equally on the earths’ northern and southern hemispheres. It will, of course, be over before our slow […]

On this last day of official winter, the air smells and tastes of spring. It began brilliantly sunny, and will end that way, too. For now, though, the clouds hang low, sprinkling the land with the scent, if not the fact, of the moisture that lies hidden in their mass. It is cold — at […]

For once this winter, it seems the forecast might be accurate: Snow appears to be on the way. But this day dawned deceptively warm and bright, the air mild and spring-like, light gold and earth increasingly green. Gray-violet clouds have moved in since, and the rising wind is expected soon to reach dangerous speeds — […]

Official spring is still three days in the offing, but here the season arrived harnessed side by side with winter. Mid-March, and much of the grass is as green as the ubiquitous St. Patrick’s Day decorations, already standing tall and strong above a gold-brown earth. The world is flowering — early and mid-drought, but no less […]

It finally snowed yesterday evening — a dusting only, little more than an inch in most areas, but snow nonetheless. We awakened this morning to still-gray skies, violet clouds limned by the brilliant dawn light. For a few moments, the earth turned pink, the snow tinted shiny pale shades of coral and rose, until the […]

Here at Red Willow, spring arrived yesterday. It’s not that it was a brilliantly sunny day, unseasonably warm with a high well into the sixties. There have been a few of those thus far, although yesterday was perhaps the most beautiful yet. No, here there is one defining marker for the first day of spring: the […]

On this day, we are seeing the children outstrip their elders: reaching deep to find roots solid within the earth, standing strong and stepping up, moving forward relentlessly against more powerful forces that use their lives as pawns in commerce and authority and that have intimidated adults into silence and apathy. Our generation, country-wide, has failed […]

These final few days of official winter have ushered in spring clouds along with the winds. We have not been blessed with rain, but the intermittent gray veil offers hope, if not much else. This has been the driest winter anyone remembers, and here at Red Willow, memories are long. The elders here possess not […]

This is the time of year when our whole world is unsettled, our feet unsteady upon its surface. The winds are too often strong enough, quite literally, to blow one away; balance is hard come by, harmony only faint in memory deafened by the gale. Spring, now only days away even by the calendar’s reckoning, […]

A still and silent dawn, and a world that smells of rain. We awakened to such a world this morning. While the dominant culture is busy trying to control daylight itself, our eyes are on the clouds, our ears attuned to the winds. We need rain, and desperately, and this morning’s air was heavy with […]

At this moment, the mercury hovers near sixty. Snow is forecast as early as tonight. This is the winter/spring threshold here in the land of the red willows, where even we who walk at the mountains’ feet do so at an elevation of 7,500 feet above sea level. This is the arid high desert, but […]

This is the hard season, the sacred season — the time when our small world here literally goes to ground. The Pueblo itself is closed to outsiders; the annual ceremonial period has begun. It is a time to return to first things, to history and ancestry, identity and tradition. It’s also a return to first […]

The first official day of spring may be nearly two weeks off yet, but the season’s herald arrived these two weeks past. This is the windy season, the time of year when the trickster spirits of the air are given free rein to wreak their havoc upon our small world. For much of Turtle Island, this seems […]

A cold northwest wind carried the first grosbeak to us today. He was the scout: Every year, a solitary male shows up first to make sure that this place still welcomes his kind; then, before the day is out, the clan begins to arrive in small mixed groups. They are children of the late-winter winds, these […]

Dawn, and the winds are already up. Here at Red Willow, we are fast entering the trickster season: Spring, a time of invading spirits of mischief and caprice. On a day when the high is expected to reach fifty, the mercury currently hovers in the low teens. For the first time in years, the Grackle […]

By week’s end, the catkins were born. It’s a bit of softness in a harsh season, all round curves and small velvet blooms that somehow survive the hard angles of the end-of-winter winds. Official spring is only days out now, just over two weeks, in fact. But the weather here is predictable mostly in its unpredictability, […]

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