Ojo Del Lago

Great Blue Heron     Gray white plume and slate blue wings,Great Blue Heron, breasting the breeze;Ancient bird, fisherman in springs,Gliding o’’er my Lake Louise. Great avian pedestrian,Your stately stride is dignified,Unlike your fellow pelican.And big broad wings soar six feet wide. Arrow speed, you spear to fishy depths;You shatter murky glassy green,An uncoiled snake, […]

The Lost Ballad Of Deity Holstein     A child sits on a curb at the age of fourThe crowd wonders “Is a young boy at the door?”An old gray man lost in nature’s own grindsoon places himself in a wee lad’s mind Neighbors arrive looking for a small totwho playfully thinks about fun a

View From The South Shore By Kerry Watsonkerry.r.watson1@gmail.com Day Tripping on the South Shore   At this time of year when the north shore is more congested than ever, you may feel as if the noise, commercialism and traffic are everywhere. But just an hour south of Lake Chapala you will find peace, serenity and

The Awesome Tree Of Life By Vern and Lori Geiger   Why are trees important? Trees are the lungs of life; we breathe in oxygen and breathe out carbon dioxide. Trees breathe in carbon dioxide and breathe out oxygen so if it wasn’t for trees we wouldn’t be able to breathe. Without trees we humans

Letter To The Editor   Dear Editor: While many Americans do admire Harry Truman, the number who regard him as one of America’s “wisest, most effective leaders” may be fewer than Dr. Lorin Swinehart implies in his article in January’s El Ojo.  Certainly many would not be persuaded by the assessment of Truman by arch-conservative and

Profiling Tepehua Part Two By Moonyeen King   Indigence: a level of poverty in which real hardship and deprivation are suffered, and comforts of life are wholly lacking.  Webster. This describes the Tepehua Indigenous. Living in lean-to’s, where a family of five to seven live, sleep and love.  One of the senses poverty cannot break

The Ghosts Among Us By Fred Mittag Black Elk (1863-1950)   Thomas Morgan, the US Commissioner of Indian Affairs, wrote a review after the massacre at a South Dakota creek called Wounded Knee: “It is hard to overestimate the magnitude of the calamity which happened to the Sioux people by the sudden disappearance of the

The Children’s Wall By Carol A. Curtis   Sometimes the stars align and it’s a beautiful thing to behold, especially when things don’t start out that way. A simple request from our gardener set us off on an adventure that ended in friendship, community spirit, and gained confidence. Our gardener asked if it would be

Apologies By Neil McKinnon   In a previous piece, I said that a uniquely Canadian characteristic is the tendency to preface every action and sentence with an apology, and that there is no circumstance where it is not appropriate for a Canadian to apologise. I used examples: If someone bumps me in a crowd, I

Front Row Center By Michael Warren Too Soon For DaisiesBy W. Dinner & W. MorumDirected by Sally Jo Bartlett   I have tried to discover something about these two playwrights Dinner and Morum. Between them, they are responsible for 48 plays written between 1943 and 1988 – this play Too Soon for Daisies falls in