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It’s so dry you could spit and something might catch fire. Creek bed after creek bed, mile after mile; the earth thirsts for itself. [Wallace Creek, at right.] To my eye, it’s not the [...]

As a child of the Pacific Northwest, I grew up directionally challenged in no small part because of states like Texas. I had some vague notion of “the West” and I knew that it [...]

It’s been thirty-six hours and already my vocabulary expands: a hill is so much more than just a hill. Out here in Texas Hill Country, they make perfect natural boundaries, create walls of [...]

Welcome to Madrono Ranch, faithful readers! The next three weeks promise to be full of adventure, hard work, and a lot of meat. I arrived from Houston to Medina this afternoon to a fully stocked [...]

I’ve always been able to assimilate my experiences into nonfiction more rapidly than fiction. I still force myself to try and tell a good story in nonfiction, but when it comes to [...]

The Harris County Jail just a few blocks from our studio is ever-present in my mind. I walk past daily, perhaps 5-12 police officers within sight most of the time. I notice the steady flow of [...]

Today I sought out Leo Tanguma’s mural on Canal Street titled The Rebirth of Our Nationality, completed in 1973 during the Chicano mural movement. All of this got me thinking about the [...]

A few days ago, I had the privilege of attending the Houston Symphony Orchestra’s annual Fiesta Simfonica to salute Hispanic Heritage Month and Diez y Seis, or Mexican Independence day. [...]

It’s still warm out at 9pm but we’re hungry on this Deiz y Seis (the Mexican Independence Day), so what better place to go than the original Ninfa’s restaurant on Navigation [...]

The New York Times couldn’t have said it any better than their 2007 article title “It’s Lonesome in This Old Town, Until You Go Underground.” At first I thought it was just me—self-employed, on [...]