The
image of New Mexico water I used to conjure was of my father irrigating
the pasture, knee-deep in the thick muddy stuff from a lateral ditch in
Alameda. Today I picture lawyers in dark suits with tidy hair. I want
to see them instead with shovels in their hands, wearing overalls and
straw hats, opening head gates and letting water flow over their boots
onto the sighing soil. The smell of wet dirt is irresistibly appealing. I
imagine that the green bloom of valley life along the Rio would
overtake their greediest clients, sucking them down into the thick rio
muck. Water lawyers would all become farmers and master gardeners.
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Thursday, February 07, 2013
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