Snowshoe
Eighteen inches of new evidence, snow Come, walk with me said the river Walk into my world of monochrome black and white, slow the day is short and deep […]
Eighteen inches of new evidence, snow Come, walk with me said the river Walk into my world of monochrome black and white, slow the day is short and deep […]
No One Thing I am searching for no one thing Nothing. Not the next best thing Not the last great place. Oh, I peruse around for the best chocolate
A shipwreck. A volcano shawled in snow. Blue, glassy seas. We started our 60 mile journey from Homer, Alaska under perfect blue skies for a 3 day excursion to
Far off. In a field, I am running toward a river. My dog flailing at my side. Camera slung around my neck; snow crunching under my boots, patches of
Haleakala, Maui You follow the earth’s waves, accessing the land deeply Ten thousand feet, the elevation of two Denver’s you breathe, walk steady, one foot in front of the other
Fall sidewalk in Santa Fe Delicious autumn. My very soul is wedded to it. If I were a bird, I would fly about the earth, seeking the successive autumns. I
The weather report suggested 4 foot seas, up to 20 knots. We set out from Glacier Bay National Park to travel the potentially most dangerous part of our journey: crossing
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