Update

In links, below, I pointed to a Guardian list of newly banned words and terms. They included “Siamese twins; Calcutta; deaf ears; illegal asylum seeker; province of Northern Ireland; grandmother; bachelor.” I didn’t follow it through but Matt did, and found the article author’s good response:“There are too few active homosexuals and career women in …

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Cat’s Mongolia, Part II

On my first morning out in the Mongolian countryside, I awoke when the top of the ger was pulled back by Kazna, the lady of the house, letting in the morning light. I could hear someone moving livestock, a man’s voice, singing to his animals as he rode horseback. In celebration of our presence, and …

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Tony Hillerman RIP

Tony Hillerman, the “Anglo” novelist who depicted the Navajo nation so well that they gave him an award, has died at 83. His mystery novels may be the best door into understanding Navajo culture, and Navajo country, that exist. He was also a good and kind man. In the 80’s we both belonged to a …

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Cat

As you can see, Wyoming writer, photographer,and sheepherder Cat Urbigkit is joining us at Querencia. She has already given us plenty of great material; now she is “official.” Welcome, Cat!

Cat’s Mongolia, Part 1

Since this is my first official post, let me provide a short introduction: I’m a sheep rancher, writer/photographer from western Wyoming who is fascinated by animals of all sorts, and by the humans who interact with them. I’ll leave out the details of my journey to get to Mongolia, but delve right into some of …

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Sunday Links

Nagrom has an essay on ranch life, cowboy music, and an encounter with one of the greats. Paleontology, real and not so: Darren discusses the new long- “tailed” birdlike fossil (and tells us that some of its more obscure details are interesting); and shows us how certain Native American art resembles a hypothetical giant earthbound …

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Another Poem

My other favorite fall poem. October Dawn By Ted Hughes October is marigold, and yetA glass half full of wine left out To the dark heaven all night, by dawnHas dreamed a premonition Of ice across its eye as ifThe ice-age had begun to heave. The lawn overtrodden and strewnFrom the night before, and the …

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Quote of the Week

From At War With Luck: “Whenever man looks at himself with a cold, unsentimental eye the result is invariably something self-destructive like artistry or alcoholism. The delusion that a professor is smart, that a cop is honest, or that a priest is moral is responsible for every lurch forward of civilization, albeit through billions of …

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Autumn

One of my two favorite fall poems is Roy Campbell’s “Autumn”, written when the poet was living in Provence. Autumnby Roy Campbell (1901-1957) I love to see, when leaves depart,The clear anatomy arrive,Winter, the paragon of art,That kills all forms of life and feelingSave what is pure and will survive. Already now the clanging chainsOf …

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