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The better-class birds take off from San Antonio’s Bosque del Apache Refuge for destinations in Canada, while here in Swingle Canyon huge mountain blue jays play Russian Roulette by dive-bombing the cat’s food.
Flies arrive in the house, rising from hibernation after the first warm days. Obese, and buzzing somnambulantly around a light bulb, they’re easy to swat.
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January, the start of a new year, a new century, a new millennium. A year, a blank slate in which the furnace hasn’t yet broken, the road hasn’t mudded out, the chimney hasn’t caught fire, the pump hasn’t quit. All these joys of winter life in Datil’s Swingle Canyon are yet to come.
Days stretch before me in January – a month of 31 shivering days, the coldest of the year where I live. An altitude of almost 8000 feet in the Datil Mountains of New Mexico makes the word ’south’, as in ’southwest’, a contradiction in terms.
So let’s get with the program, the exercise program, guaranteed to churn up the bloodstream and make the days pass faster. Here are some high country exercises for January I bet Richard Simmons doesn’t know about:
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