Summer Time Summer Time

I know I shouldn't brag but the summer weather in Taos has been awesome. Sun shining everyday; morning temps about 55-60 until 9 am and then it warms up to about 85-90 but no humidity. Later in the afternoon the temps go down again; sometimes there's a brief thunderstorm lasting about 30-45 mins with refreshing rain. When the sun goes down the temp goes down, too, so it's never too hot to sleep at night. A girl could get spoiled.... Only thing that's missing is the pure clear lakes of NE - oh, well, can't have everything.

My writing group is having a "literary" potluck party the end of this month in Arroyo Hondo beside the river and we've been invited to bring our inner tubes to float down the river - which is supposed to be icy cold. We'll see. We've all been invited to bring a piece of our best writing lasting about ten minutes.

Last night was another writer's reading night at SOMOS. Poet Renee Gregorio who lives in El Rito read from her latest book of poems, "Drenched", a musical group from Santa Fe named Duo Guadaloupe played and the evening ended with Rick Collignon who has written four mystery novels. Next week begins the "Summer of Love" specials reflecting on the glory days of the hippies in Taos in the late 60's and early 70's. Mark Rudd, founder of the SDS (students for a Democratic Society) will read from his memoir. Oh those radical peace protest, burn-the-bra days... Taos is a really eclectic mix of ex-hippies, native americans, and hispanic cultures. Somehow they all seem to get along. Although the whites are definitely in the minority.

The apartment is almost all decorated, now working on some minor touches. I have dubbed it my "writer's studio" - it makes it feel even more cozy. It's amazing how you can get used to living in smaller spaces. It makes me think about how some people live in their car - no that I would ever want to go that far - although last summer traveling across country for two and half months I sure felt like it...