First impressions
An excerpt from a writing exercise, “First Impressions,” at the Lama Institute, Taos.
The hills are not stone, as I thought. They are loose mud carrying a slurry of rock pudding, individual stones like blueberries in a sea of chocolate mousse. I thought the high desert an arid, primordial place, where surfaces are solid, but they are strangely fluid…
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- Three Sisters at Niagara Falls December 15, 2011Dug this photo out of my scanned image archives and couldn’t help but smile. Here’s my sister Susan (with the hood on) and Sally (with the hood off) on the […]

















