tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63040751841109142722009-10-26T19:04:16.892-06:00Musings on life in Barelas, Albuquerque and beyond.Teresa Blankmeyer Burkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03763165167982932545noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304075184110914272.post-39831328549939926922009-10-03T14:46:00.006-06:002009-10-14T21:57:57.014-06:00

Even though I live in two cities, I'm still pretty much a creature of habit. If I'm in Albuquerque, I walk over to the Downtown Grower's Market; if I'm in DC, I go south to Eastern Market. Mostly, I like to walk the 20 minutes or so to Eastern Market, but I prefer to catch the 90-series bus home after I've bought my groceries. Just as the 66 series buses that run down Central define most of my

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This week's Duke City Fix post is about the dogs. Check it out here.

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Even though I've been walking the bosque for years, recently I've been seeing with fresh eyes. Having two young curious dogs will do that, especially when they've missed their daily bosque walk for two days in a row (rain two nights ago and birthday party festivities last night).This morning we changed up our routine and walked on a different path (south instead of north) and later than usual.

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We've been wrangling and wrestling in this family over the naming of dogs, which may not be as difficult as the naming of cats, but we're still having trouble making decisions. Over the course of a day to two, we dubbed our Chesapeake Bay Retriever "Dunbar" as a way of paying homage to Paul Lawrence Dunbar, favorite poet of some in our house. This was met with disdain by one Teenager Who Shall

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My Duke City Fix blog post today is about high school dropouts. Check it out here.

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There's a stretch of the bosque that I know as well as I do the faded keys on my laptop. I've been walking it for more than 13 years, and what I love about this transect is that the seasonal changes are never the same, especially as you get close to the river.Tonight's walk with the dogs led us through the bosque past a few trees with burn marks on the base of their trunks, to a narrow opening

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It has been simply forever since I've blogged here, and to tell the truth, I'd forgotten it until I saw my blog listed on the Duke City Fix blogroll. DCF and DeafDC have been getting my posts, but I'm back on track. My goal is to post short snippets of my life in Barelas - no long essay posts on this blog! We've had our new dogs for exactly a week now, and we've been taking them for walks in

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I don’t know if Barelas has ever been without roosters. In my imagination, chickens arrived here shortly after Don Pedro de Varela put roots into this soil in 1662 and have maintained a presence in Barelas ever since.When we moved here 11 years ago, members of my family mentioned hearing roosters crowing every morning. (Even with my hearing aids, this is a sound I miss out on – for better or

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One of my favorite Albuquerque memories is walking through the luminaria-lined streets of Barelas in a light snow, following the Las Posadas de Barelas nativity and enjoying the sounds of Christmas carols sung in Spanish and English. My two children, dressed up as an angel and a shepherd, were old enough to carry their candles without setting themselves on fire, and young enough to take heed of

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Most of the time I try to keep my DC blogging separate from my musings about Barelas. This time they've come together in a blog I posted on DeafDC at http://www.deafdc.com/blog/category/teresa-blankmeyer-burke/Enjoy.

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Said in 1996, in and around UNM…“You live where?”“In Barelas.”“Where’s that?”“You live where?”“In Barelas.”“Why?”“You live where?”“In Barelas.”“In the barrio? Is that safe?”Eleven years ago last summer, I purchased an old adobe fixer-upper in Barelas. It had crumbling pavement in place of a front lawn, a sagging porch, and a parkway filled with bindweed and goatheads. A collection of used tea

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