Tied to the Post

Each day, through scorching heat and freezing rain, Pearl and I walk to work, and each evening we walk back home – no gas-guzzling commute for us. Pearl is a creature of habit, so we start every trip strolling past the Bluff Fort, by the old elementary school where I spent my youth, along 7th...
Some time ago I received a telephone call from a man who said he ran an arts and crafts business in the east and wished to learn more about Twin Rocks Trading Post. The gentleman wanted to know who we are, what we do, and what connection we have to local Indigenous tribes. As we talked, I...
As vaccinations have increased and the worldwide pandemic begins to recede, demand for ceremonial baskets has skyrocketed. Many Navajo people have informed us they recently scoured Window Rock, Gallup, Farmington, Shiprock, Teec Nos Pos, Cortez, and every other place they could think of looking...
At 10 a.m., it was already hot. Summer had arrived in Bluff and that, combined with the effects of global warming, had pushed up temperatures. Even the lizards were scared. As I ambled across the porch to Twin Rocks Café in search of my second iced tea of the young morning, he sat stoically at a...
It was an exceptionally nice day at Twin Rocks Trading Post. Outside the weather was hovering in the low 70s with a mild breeze from the west. The sun was shining, the leaves budding, and everything was shaping up beautifully. Priscilla was on a roll and, like the economy in general, the numbers...
Visitors to Twin Rocks Trading Post often comment that the shop looks like a museum. Our primary mission is to sell jewelry, baskets, and Navajo rugs, but the statement is still flattering. A few days ago, a woman walked through the Kokopelli doors, took a quick look around, and declared, “This...
Although I’m not sure why, Mary Holiday Black has been on my mind lately. Mary is an integral part of the Twin Rocks Trading Post history. Unfortunately, we haven’t seen her in several years and we miss her. All this has brought back memories of a certain time when she visited regularly. But for a...
It’s been a long, tough winter for most of us, and we are happy to trade it in for spring. Here in Bluff, life is busting out all over, with temperatures averaging in the mid-70s and wind rising every afternoon. Tiny buds are becoming blossoms and hope is on the horizon. The Rose of Sharon bush in...
Once in a while, I am the designated morning manager at Twin Rocks Café. While the cooks prepare breakfast, frying bacon, cracking eggs, and making frybread, I sometimes stand at the south-facing picture windows, waiting for the sun to crest the eastern horizon. When it does, the sandstone cliffs...
The other day Priscilla had gone home early, and it was Rick’s off day, so I was alone in the trading post when the telephone rang. “Can I speak with the manager or someone in charge,” the voice on the other end asked. “Sure,” I responded, “I think I can help. What’s up?” “You have one of my mom...

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