Usually, even in the dead of winter, I like to rise early, stoke the fire in the woodstove, get some coffee going and gaze out the kitchen window at my beloved Moab Valley. Winters here are usually tolerable, at least…
It is a very quiet morning here in Moab, Utah. Outside a gentle rain is falling, the first we have seen in a few weeks. All month the weather in our part of the world has been mild, with…
TAKE IT OR LEAVE IT…Jim Stiles A FEW WORDS ABOUT THE DAVIDSON/SMELT/TAYO INC LAW SUIT ‘SERIOUSLY. IT’S TIME FOR ‘NONE OF THE ABOVE’” SOWING CLOVER…Tonya Stiles THE LAST AMERICAN SLAVES ‘BEFORE & AFTER’…1940 & 2016 The Junction of US 191…
MOAB, UTAH. SATURDAY, OCTOBER 4, 1941 Well, it’s been raining buckets since yesterday afternoon and with no end in sight. These storms have been a welcome relief after our long, dry and dusty summer, so I’m not going to mention…
NOTE: Often, living in the year 2016, in these gruesome and depressing times, is more than I can endure. I long to be more than just ‘somewhere else.’ It’s not a matter of where as it is ‘when.’ To be…