Harvest
time, down on the Spud Patch
CLOUD ACRE
… One of the glories of getting old is getting to ask help of your friends
(especially younger ones) … I’ve been cultivating heirloom potatoes for over a
dozen years now, and developing reliable seed production for almost 50
varieties of Solanum tuberosum. Sort
of your one-man horticultural research station … Good keepers. Potatoes are a
survival crop. Grow best at high altitudes. We have less bugs on Wright’s Mesa than the San
Luis Valley.
Or the Snake River Plain of Idaho … Reds, blues, browns, whites and yellows,
with names like Pink Eye, Bluebird, Rose Apple, Caribe and Maroon Bells … In
total, I have 50 of so separate varieties in cultivation. Perhaps 30 or so seed
potato varieities to trade, and enough bulk for gifts and good eating all
winter … But harvesting and preparing the beds for planting is time-consuming
(though good down-in-the-dirt work). So I was able to talk my (younger) friend
Steve McHugh to help me out. He’s a garden whiz of his own – with a plot in Norwood’s community
garden, a plot at his place and a plot at mine. But his help made all the
difference this year, and we got a darn respectable crop. Thank you, Steve!
OVER ON THE ROARING FORK … I met the amazing Valerie Haugen at the Karen
Chamberlain Poetry Festival in Carbondale
last winter. So, of course, I had to go see her perform. I love performance. My
father was an actor – church plays, community theater, even professional parts
before he died. My one claim to theater fame revolves around ushering for
several plays at the Strater Theater in New
Haven – a legendary old house in Broadway circles …
Valerie’s dramaturg and lead actress for the Thunder River Theatre Company (as
well as a very fine poet). I had high hopes, and I wasn’t disappointed … Gorio and
I hightailed over McClure Pass after school on Friday and caught the repertory
company’s current production -- a zany dark comedy of John Guare: The House of Blue Leaves (1971). The
play’s about thwarted dreams, friendship, nuns, bombs, love, madness, and show
biz -- a bouillabaisse of post-Sixties Warholian madcap married to a kind of half-musical
drama … Valerie played a seductively off goddess gone bananas, opposite Lee
William’s mercurially athletic singing lead, Jennifer Michaud’s two-timing
bad-mouthing know-it-all hussy, and a baker’s dozen of quite believable characters
… A delightful evening … Valerie has a one-woman show coming up, The Healing
Power of Art, Nov. 27th at 7 p.m. at Thunder River Theatre (go to www.carbondalearts.com and click on
events)
STICKS & STONES … “Art Good-Nowhere-Times,” my new nickname courtesy
of a wild horse advocate who thinks I’ve not been doing enough for our
more-than-human friends out in Spring Creek Basin … … The Rev. Clint Perry’s
funny aside at his touching graveside service in Norwood: “If you’d never been
offended by Dora Spor (God love her), than you didn’t know her” … What Jim
Fisher, area manager for Dennison Mines, said, with a big sardonic grin, at the
post office closure meeting in Egnar, “It looks like Art Goodtimes and I are on
the same side this time.” … “Classless” was how one Facebook friend termed my
sarcasm around the departure of Susan Culver from our wagon wheel of West End
bully pulpits.
OUTLAW POETS
… Norwood actually gets to host two poem-packing
street poets from California’s Long Beach on the first
leg of their Western tour:from RD “Raindog” Armstrong -- author of Living Amongst the Mangled (Lummox
Press, 2010) -- and G. Murray Thomas -- author of My Kidney Just Arrived (Tebot
Bach, 2011) … At the Livery, Monday night, Oct. 24th at 7 p.m. … And then Telluride gets the duo at the
Wilkinson Library, Tuesday, Oct. 25th at 6 p.m.
MONTROSE …
Got to beep my horn in solidarity and give a thumb’s up to (mostly) young folks
occupying the southwest corner of Townsend & Main. Nice to imagine our
conservative regional commercial core to be hosting occupation forces … Tea
Party meet Wall Street.
BLUFF ARTS FEST … Kate Niles is one of many reasons to make an off-season pre-snow
desert drive over into our neighboring Mormon Four Corners state. She’s leading
a workshop 9 a.m. to noon at St. Christopher’s Mission for the annual Bluff Arts Festival,
Oct. 20-23. The award-winning author of two novels (The Basket Maker and The Book
of John) and a book of poetry (Geographies of the Heart), Kate taught at Fort Lewis College for eight years
in the Writing, Honors, and
General Education programs. Her anthropological background and love of the
American West serve as her principal muses … The title of her workshop is “Fiction
or Non-fiction: It Doesn’t Matter!”
THE TALKING GOURD
That’s U.S.
One Halliburton
Under Goldman-Sachs
With Great Riches
For the Few
& Servile
Freedom
Freedom
For the Rest
-Jack
Mueller
Log Hill
Village
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