Birdie’s book, My Tiny Vegas is one of the most delightful books I’ve read. She moved her kids from urban chaos to a small rural town, Las Vegas, New Mexico, still selling Avon.
Her and her sons’ adventurous spirits, plus Birdie’s great writing talent kept me riveted to her book, leaving me no choice but to read it in one setting. Added to that, the wonderful pictures of Las Vegas and neighboring towns enhanced her descriptions of this country cowboy setting. Through her writing, I felt the pulse of the towns, country and the people (many of which still process chili and pinon nuts the old way). I could even smell the mesquite wood fire and the chili’s roasting.
I could hear the sound of the primal beat of the tribal drum. "Five dancers shook the dance stage…" Birdie joined the dancers on stage, following the motion of the music shamans and danced to bring much need rain. "An hour later the skies grew sleepy, grew dark. The rains fell, fell hard and restless against the ground."
This is a magnificent book. Birdie, as your gray parrot says, I love you.
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Thanks Pam! Smiles...
I do hope you have time to check out the other spotlighted material as well. Have a wonderful weekend
I love the desert and I bet you live in a wonderful setting.
we lived on 10 acs. on the Pecos River 35 miles out of Vegas. I started an ambulance service out there and raised goats, rabbits, pigs,horse,vegetables, mushrooms and we did accounting for six hospitals by computer and telephone. Oh I was the ditch boss, printed a newsletter and worked in the OR at Santa Rosa Hospital...that was the second time... the first time was in 1960, my Dad owned a ranch north of Las Vegas. Loved New mexico
I do miss Birdie