Broadacres is so beautiful. This time of year, as the Fall turns into the long Winter. The air is special. The crisp warm sunlight lights the trees. The stars are bright in the evening. Wood fires crackle and burn with that sweet smoke smell of the coals wafting into the air. read more

It's so beautiful. It's for sale. I spent every Summer at the neighboring ranch so I know the rainbow trout fishing well along the Rio Grande River. I played with my grandfather on the sandy beach beside the river. He made crosses once and told us Spanish conquistadors were buried there. I spent hours fishing in the river off the rocks and sitting on the porch during the afternoon rain showers. When I was about 5, I fell in the pond at Broadacres head first while my mother spoke with Mrs Collarette but one of the cowboys pulled me out before I drowned. Boy it was cold. We would reserve horses for a family trail ride up a ranch trail with Ellis and those horses would be quite slow going up and much faster going back to the barn. I don't know why no one is buying Broadacres. It's so wonderful, read more