Close Encounters of the Wildlife Kind

We had a visit from a possum last night,  those much-maligned marsupials that look like a large rodent with thin hair. This is not the first time they have visited, of course. A few years ago, two little babies played possum in the fern bed as I routed the dogs away...

Road Trip to Amarillo

I’m a horse person, so when the Muleshoe Art Association talked about taking a road trip for our January meeting, and a trip to Amarillo’s 6th Street came up, I suggested we visit the American Quarter Horse Association and Museum which is also in Amarillo. So we did....

Happy New Year and You May Now Kiss the Bride

I was given the opportunity to ring in 2020 in a personal and creative way last night by not only ushering in the new year but also celebrating the beginning of a new life with the marriage of Caleb Wood and Chandler Barnes as the clock struck 12. Photographer Kennedy...

Robert and Maurine

Robert Hooten was stationed at Fort Bliss in El Paso. His uncle and aunt Ralph and Esther Johnson lived in nearby Las Cruces, New Mexico, and he visited them often. Robert happened to visit and attend church with them on the weekend that the church introduced Maurine...

The Week-End of the Book

I shared with you the honor of The Bright Lights of Muleshoe being deemed worthy of  shelf space in the Texas State Library and Archives as well as in the Texas Center for the Book in Austin. All of that earned me an invitation to the Fourth Annual Texas Authors...

Irma Leal

In 2015 Foodways Texas honored Irma Leal with a Lifetime Achievement Award for her contributions in preserving and celebrating the culture of Mexican food in Texas. And when you enter Leal’s Mexican Food Restaurant in Muleshoe, you are greeted by a picture of her...

The Third Annual Rose Ball

Saturday night, October 12th, I enjoyed my first visit to the Rose Ball held at the Desert Rose, a fund-raising gala for the American Cancer Society spearheaded by Rhonda Myers, a breast cancer survivor who wanted to do something that would pay it forward, to help...

Draggin’ Main with the Class of ‘69

Draggin’ Main used to be an American teen-age rite of passage, be it in Clovis, New Mexico, or Rosenberg, Texas, or right here in the Shoe. And the Muleshoe Class of ‘69 did their fair share of wasting cheap gasoline making the circle back in the day. I know this...