Months ago, at the beginning of October, I headed south from San Fidel to Tucson to shoot Holly’s wedding. Along the way, I thought about moving to New York City, listened to music made by my beautiful friends, kept my token journal notes, and scribbled into my red book with steering wheel for a desk. […]
As I write, coyotes are howling from just outside the trailer door. Boon is foofing his warning bark at me, and Annie is pacing the hallway. My fingers are frozen from walking the dogs just a minute ago, our paths almost crossing with their yipping cousins. A part of me wants to stand outside on the […]
When I was in NYC at the beginning of August, a lot of things happened that changed the way I thought about the city. I loved it! I loved it. And it made me think of going back, and it made me want to go back, something I had never thought of doing before. So I did! […]
Things are mighty quiet back here after the raucous cacophony of horns, voices, laughter, music, life I left in New York City last week. But here is where the wind lives, the popping of fall grasshoppers into bushes as you go by, the scraping of gravel underfoot, the crack of a raven’s call as it splits the […]
Not far from this lonely, little trailer is another quiet place, high above the black and craggy lava flows below. The Sandstone Bluffs are a part of the El Malpais National Monument. El Malpais, or the badlands, as the land was called by the Spanish who trekked across it when they first forayed into this part […]
