For a while I’ve been working on a little personal project about the naming of places. It is based super loosely on my reading of Wisdom Sits in Places, I say loosely because this is just my thing. A mental construct. A “what if?” that starts with the question, “Why do we accept the names of … More What’s in a Name?
On a recent Saturday we went up to Winnemucca and had the opportunity to visit the Winnemucca branch of the Humboldt County Library in order to look up some information from a history of Nevada for another post. The library was a special place for me as a child. On our trips to town from … More Going Home to the Library
The fall and early winter of 2012 was a difficult time for Renee and I. Our beloved goat Bodie had been injured out at the ranch earlier in the late summer, but she was looking good and was on the mend when suddenly she started a new decline. No one really knew what it was … More What Does a Tree Mean: The Christmas Bodie Went Away
Dear Cervantes, I just have to say you are a hero of mine, having written about he who so bravely battled the mighty windmills. I am curious, what are your thoughts now on alternative energy sources, especially regarding wind power and windmills? Thank you, A concerned Avis Dear A concerned Avis, You’ll remember him You … More Ask Cervantes
Walking in the foothills east of Reno recently, I thought about what my first write-walk should be after the end of NaNoWriMo. Sometime last year I wrote a post about a day out that Renee and I shared in Reno on our bikes. It was, among other things, National Indie Bookstore Day, so our day … More Read Land, Write Walk: Northern Virginia Range, Nevada
The idea that I should share what I learn rather than what I know (or think I know) has become a guiding principle in my approach to the world lately. It came to me through this blog; I decided that the goal for my posts should be writing about something that interests me, or that I have done, but … More Learn-Grow on Drawing
There is a mountain in the Virginia Range I’ve been interested in for a while. I call it The Old Mother Who Sleeps and Wants to Be Left Alone, but it’s known by most people (who know or care) as Clark Mountain. It is the highest northern Virginia Range mountain and always intrigued me. I tried … More Climbing into Reno’s Fiery Past