Tied to the Post

The other morning, I strode buoyantly homeward after a predawn workout. I was feeling refreshed and invigorated by the physical activity and the clean crispness of the air. As far back as high school, I have had a love-hate relationship with early morning exercise. I hate to drag myself out of a...
A while back I was walking through Twin Rocks Cafe on my daily quest for coffee when I noticed a man wearing a T-shirt with a skeletal dog image printed on the back. Above the canine cartoon was the caption, “In dog years I am . . . dead.” This experience started me thinking about the Grateful Dead...
Duke done it thataway. The old-time trader William Woodrow “Duke” Simpson.  Courtesy photo
The other day I was in the trading post working on the latest edition of Tied to the Post when one of our long-term customers came strolling into the shop.  It was a blistering August afternoon, and the refrigeration units were blowing like a hurricane. Despite the cyclone of cold air, the...
Priscilla at the Twin Rocks Trading Post. Courtesy photo
As Yogi Berra once said, “You can observe a lot by just watching.” Lately we have been observing what is happening around Twin Rocks Trading Post and have grown suspicious. Priscilla, our old friend, trusted advisor and best buddy appears to be stealing our thunder. One longtime reader e-mailed to...
“But I am 85 years old!” she exclaimed.  “Oh my… that’s …that’s not at all what I had in mind,” I stammered.  Like many things at Twin Rocks Trading Post, The Anasazi Bean Affair began innocently, but somehow went very wrong. It all began about a month ago when Mary Cokenour, food writer for the...
It’s impossible for a muffinaholic to refuse a tasty muffin, and quite possible that the Muffin King may be buried with some.  Courtesy photo
Of all the things one can be addicted to, I suppose my obsession is relatively benign. Yes, I am aware that’s what all addicts say, but in my case it’s true. So, let’s just name it; I am a muffinaholic.  If there was a Muffinaholics Anonymous, I would be at every meeting. I can just see myself, “Hi...
As is often the case on these hot July days, we were hunkered down, sheltering behind the Kokopelli doors. Outside the temperature was 104° and rising. It was hot! Inside, however, the store was cool, calm and tranquil. Despite our comfortable circumstances, a dark cloud hung over us and our mood...
Winter, spring, summer or fall, when Jana and I leave Bluff for a daytrip we typically go to Durango, CO. That is often, but not exclusively, because we can find good chow for Pearl and Opal, collectively known as The Gems, at Creature Comforts Pet Shop on the south side of town. Although The Gems...
Children strike poses atop the welcome sign to Bluff. Courtesy photo
In Bluff, like most small communities, volunteerism is a way of life. In this town of approximately 250 souls, day-to-day functions like culinary water, fire protection, and government services demand the commitment of a few stalwart individuals.  Having spent most of my life here, I have found...
A spectactular sunset over the Twin Rocks boldly proclaims the color red. In the Navajo tradition, red is the powerful and symbolic color of “The People.” Courtesy photo
Sunrises and sunsets over this high desert country are fabulous at this time of year. They often look as if someone took a match and fired up an entire bank of burners. Ripples of red, orange and yellow dispersed across the heavens warm the bones and afford great satisfaction. The deep red tones...

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