jueves, 29 de diciembre de 2011

Ice Fishing


Augering friends


I´ve always wanted to ice fish. Today that dream became reality.



Where: Clark store in Clark, Colorado, Steamboat Lake, SLO restaurant

Who: Evan, Kathy, Becka, John I, Krista, me (day off buds from the ranch)

What: Making snowballs with a snowball maker at the Clark store, augering holes through 18 inches of ice, 3 fishing lines - one with a flag, 6 ¨catch phrases¨ ready to yell while running in case of a bite, 4 buckets turned upside down to use as stools, 4 layers of clothes, 2 sets of backcountry skiis to ski on top of the lake, 4 packages of apple cider powder, 1 bottle of cinnamon Schnopps, 1 trout caught, 3 tackles on the way to pull up the trout, 1 glorious sunset over the mountains while skiing

Some days I wonder if Colorado might actually be heaven.

jueves, 22 de diciembre de 2011

Horchata: A December evening sitting on my floor



Horchata
Vampire Weekend

In December, drinking horchata
I'd look psychotic in a balaclava
Winter's cold is too much to handle
Pincher crabs that pinch at your sandals

In December, drinking horchata
Look down your glasses at that aranciata
With lips and teeth to ask how my day went
Boots and fists to pound on the pavement

Here comes a feeling you thought you'd forgotten
Chairs to sit and sidewalks to walk on

You'd remember drinking horchata
You'd still enjoy it with your foot on masada

Winter's cold is too much to handle
Pincher crabs that pinch at your sandals

Here comes a feeling you thought you'd forgotten
Chairs to sit and sidewalks to walk on
Oh you had it but oh no you lost it
Looking back you shouldn't have fought it

In December, drinking horchata
I'd look psychotic in a balaclava

But winter's cold is too much to handle
Pincher crabs that pinch at your sandals
Years go by and hearts start to harden
Those palms and firs that grew in your garden
Are falling down and nearing the rosebeds
The roots are shooting up through the tool shed
Those lips and teeth that asked how my day went
Are shouting up through cracks in the pavement

Here comes a feeling you thought you'd forgotten
Chairs to sit and sidewalks to walk on
Oh you had it but oh no you lost it
You understood so you shouldn't have fought it.