Rancho Armadillo

Communes? Free food, free housing, free love. Cool. Not at Rancho Armadillo, in northern New Mexico. The Armadillos moved from the coasts, hoping to escape the evils of city living, but they wind up with a food order – paid, a garden – hard work, houses they built with purchased lumber, and strict rules of behavior. On the side of a mountain – not Mt. Olympus, as one man believes – life and love and death rest heavily on the shoulders of some, but seem hardly to touch others. City dwellers recognize the problems alcohol and drugs pose and the madness that may overcome anyone. But transporting chickens under a full moon? Delivering a calf and then milking the new mother? Filling a cistern in the snow? Hilarious, sort of. And love – well, is love ever free?