A small group fights to save a cemetery and what remains of a Lipan Apache existence in the Big Bend.
During the past few years, a small group of girls in Marfa has used the simple wooden stool to create a business that has, well, legs.
Not many people will drive the mail to places the U.S. Postal Service won’t. Seventy-one-year-old Gilbert Lujan is one of them.
Small-town papers often serve as bearers of civic pride. But the former owners of Marfa’s Big Bend Sentinel and Presidio’s International learned long ago that writing the news meant looking out for their neighbors.
Healing a spooked horse takes time, patience, and skill. And maybe a little help from beyond.
The West Texan has sold more art than Picasso.
Pronghorn were almost perfectly fitted to the West Texas landscape. And then people started building fences.