Elephant Butte Inn Blog
Posted December 23, 2012
Ballet Folklorico dances are part of the culture of Mexico and Spain. The children of the Arrey Elementary School have brought back to life these traditional dances. They perform them at fiestas and school celebrations.
Posted December 22, 2012
TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE DOG-MAS!
By Travelin’ Jack
Twas the Night Before Dog-Mas
And All Through the Dog House
Not a Critter was A-Stirring,
Not even a Squeaky Toy Mouse.
The Puppies and Kittens Were All Snug in Their Beds
With Visions of Chew Bones and Catnip in Their Heads.
Their stockings Were Hung by the Chimney with Care
In the Hope that SAINT PAWS Soon Would be There.
Mama Cat in her Holiday Collar
And Me-Travelin’ Jack in My St. Nick Cap
Had Just Settled Down
For a Cozy Winter’s Cat Nap.
When OUT on the Lawn there Arose a Great Clatter,
I Sprang from My Dog Bed to See What Was the Matter!
And WHAT to my Wondering Pup Eyes Just Appears
But a Miniature Dog Sleigh and Eight Tiny Dog Dears!
With a 4-Footed Driver who was Set On a Cause
I knew in a Dog Blink, it must be SAINT PAWS!
More Rapid than Greyhounds, on Target They Came
He Barked out in Dog-Talk and Called Them by Name.
“Now Fido, Now Fluffy, Now Fifi and Fred
On Roxie, On Rascal, On Rover and Red!
To the Top O’ the Dog House, To the Top O’ the Wall
Now Dash Away, Dash Away, Dash Away All!”
Then to the Top of the Roof those Dog Dears They Flew
With a Sleigh Full of Dog Toys And SAINT PAWS Too!
As I Drew in My Pup Nose and was Hopping Around
Down the Chimney Came SAINT PAWS with a Bounce & A Bound.
He was Dressed in His Dog Fur from Front Paw to Back Foot
And That Dog Fur was Tarnished with Ashes and Soot.
A Back Pack of Pet Treats was Strapped on His Back
And He Looked Like a Pup Peddler Just Opening His Pack.
His eyes How They Sparkled, His Whiskers How Merry!
His Face Fur All Fluffy, His Nose Like a BlackBerry.
His Dog Smile was Drawn Up like a Howl-iday Bow
And the Beard on His Chin was White Like the Snow.
SAINT PAWS was Chubby & Plump, A Right Jolly ol’ Pup
And I Said When He Spied Me “Hey Ol’ Paws-What’s Up?”
With a Wink of His Eye and a Cock of His Head
He Soon Let Travelin’ Jack Know I Had Nothing to Dread.
He Barked not a Word, but Went Straight to His Work
He Filled All the Pups’ & Kitties’ Stockings Then Turned with a Jerk
Laying a Paw Aside of His Puppy Dog Nose
And Giving a “YIP” Up the Chimney He Rose.
He Jumped in His Sleigh to His Dog Dears Shouted out a Loud BARK
And Away They All Flew, Enroute to a Nearby Dog Park.
But I Heard Him Dog-sclaim as He Drove Out of Sight………
“MERRY DOG-MAS TO ALL
AND TO ALL A DOGGONE GOOD NIGHT!”
TRAVELIN’ JACK dedicates this Pup-Poem to ALL the Puppies and Kitties Waiting for A Forever Family. Don’t YOU need a new family member this Holiday Season? If You Can’t Adopt, then Support Your Local Animal Charity.
THANK YOU…. & HAPPY HOWL-IDAYS!
Posted December 19, 2012
The southern part of Sierra County along the Rio Grande is noted for its emphasis on agriculture. As early as the 1870s this area was settled by Hispanic farmers and ranchers. They were attracted to the abundance of water and a long growing season. They established the small communities of Derry and Arrey. Arrey was named El Bonito by the first homesteaders in the 1880s. The town's name was changed to Arrey (a-Ray) to honor Urbano Arrey, who became the first postmaster in 1901. Derry, originally named Loma Parda (Gray Mountain) was settled in 1869. The name Derry was chosen to honor a soldier who had served in the U.S. Army with the father of a local farmer.
Posted December 17, 2012
Cutter was originally a railroad station constructed 11 miles south of Engle as another water stop for the railroad. It was primarily a shipping point for ore from the Caballo Mountains and Hillsboro and for transporting supplies through the Palomas Gap to the west side of the Rio Grande. Cutter reached a population of 3,500 during the mining boom of the 1890s. The last original building was torn down in 1956. A new settlement has sprung up centered around the established ranches. The only remains of the original town of Cutter is one railroad sign.
Posted December 16, 2012
Engle thrived as a cattle town and shipping point for ore and supplies. Construction of Elephant Butte Dam (1911-1916) brought new jobs to town, increasing its population to 500. After the dam was completed, though, the town rapidly shrank to 200 in 1919 and 75 in 1926. In 1945, the area east of town was restricted by the U.S. government when the White Sands Missile Range was created. A further blow to the town's economy happened as ranchers began shipping their cattle by truck instead of railroad. Engle was nearly deserted by the late 1960s. Today, a few original buildings remain such as this photo of the Community Church that once was a schoolhouse.
Posted December 15, 2012
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Posted December 8, 2012
Monticello was originally named Canada Alamosa ("Canyon of the Cottonwoods") and was settled by ranchers and farmers in 1856. It was built in a square to protect residents from Apache attacks. Remnants of the surrounding adobe walls can still be seen. The town weas renamed in 1881 when a post office was established by the first postmaster, Aristide Bourguet. He named the town after Monticello, New York. Placita and Monticello today are home to several organic farms. These farms produce highly regarded products such as fruits and vegetables, herbal health and beauty products and balsamic vinegar.
Posted December 6, 2012
Las Placitas ("Little Plazas") is located 2 miles south of Monticello along the Canada Alamosa River. It was settled in the 1840s by the Sedillo family, whose descendants still live there. San Lorenzo Catholic Church, built in 1916 still stands. The original schoolhouse, a dance hall and several houses also remain. During peak years, more than 1,000 families lived in Monticello Canyon, which contains both Monticello and Las Placitas. Today, there are fewer than 100 families.
Posted December 3, 2012
Cuchillo was founded in the 1850s by Hispanic farmers and ranchers. It was named for nearby Cuchillo Negro ("Black Knife") Creek, which took its name from a local Apache Chief.
During the mining boom of the 1880s and 1890s, stage and freight lines ran between the railroad station in Engle to the silver mines at Winston, Chloride and Hermosa. As a mid-point between these locations, Cuchillo was a natural choice for a stage stop. In that era, it was a thriving agricultural community and was well-suited to resupply the men and horses. The end of the mining boom plus a series of devastating floods on the Cuchillo Negro Creek greatly reduced the town. Today, it is a small village with some farms and ranches.
This photo is of the San Jose Mission in Cuchillo.