i've been down south. i've been where the rock seems more alive than the brush, where the air smells like sweetness and sand and scorching, where man's history is young but earth's is wise and proud...
"If you're going to live in Utah, you've got to get over the color green."
--Wallace Stegner
If I were to sketch my soul it would look like the desert, paradoxically abundant and sparse.
2 comments:
Cheers for returning to a rather healthy addiction. Wish I could have been there.
so jealous: of your desert biking, your desert writing, and your tough bod that david informed me powered past multiple groups of boys just standing around looking at big hills while you rode straight up them.
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