There they go, the leaves, brilliant yellow and then they’re gone. Another cold front with 60 mph gusts like we had this afternoon and that’ll be the end. Seems like we hardly just got started, and now we’re at the end again. I don’t know about this mountain shit. It’s just so impossibly, terribly, beautiful [...]
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Cactus hanging into the arroyo
We are light and darkness. This truth about ourselves is beautiful and holy. Something happens at the interface that makes us wholly human.
“Old Mike” Peak (originally San Miguel), telephoto image from my window
What’s the punishment for being “wrong”? In my upbringing, that would be that no one loves you. No matter how enlightened or advanced one grows, this still requires constant dismantling, as the scattered bones come back together every night. Imagine, too, a world where creativity outside of math or engineering is despised, where taking risks [...]
Why yes it is
Just woke up here, hardly anybody knows. Man jumps out of truck and yells he sees it on me, right there! Digging his hands into the air like bear claws: “This world’s on fire, John!” Washed the rubber iguana today. Raked. Watered. Believed. »Buy This Photo!«
Yee-haw whoopy-doo
Man, I am set. Not one, but two full pickup loads of split 500-year-old piñon! Never mind that it hasn’t snowed sinced mid-December and we’ve had sunny days in the fifties. Winter still might make a comeback, and if it does, well hey. You can read about the wood and UFOs and more in this [...]
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