West then North Again

Day Three: I wake up early in my Rio Grande hideaway. My wanderlust pushes me to get going, so I forgo breakfast in anticipation of a smothered breakfast burrito in Taos. I continue on the narrow riverfront road rather than retrace my tracks back to the main highway so that I can inspect the other…

The Evolution of Snow Love

The above photo, taken at Arches National Park, Utah, brings joy.The sight of a snowy terrain triggers a call to be outside, kicking up powdery snow and catching snowflakes on my tongue. I think about the time I snowshoed in Yellowstone after a heavy snowfall and a few years later in the Colorado mountains. I recall…