Morning after spring snow.
Morning after spring snow.
So, the sequence of events this morning was reading at 2 a.m. a story by Abe Streep in The New Yorker about greatly expanded plutonium pit production at Los Alamos, then waking at 7 a.m., even without Cowboy 2’s provocation, then seeing the pink sky over the Jemez Mountains and Los Alamos from my bedroom …
I remember where I attempted to read Tolstoy. It was in a lantern-lit tent at 11,000 feet in the eastern Sierra Nevada while constructing a five-mile section of the Pacific Crest Trail in 1972. We started in July and got snowed out of our 15-man camp at Chicken Spring Lake in October. Our section of …
Cowboy and a pal drag me into the hills, where we find beauty, quiet and ATV tracks. Click to enlarge and enable slideshow.
Without radar, mountain reading is a challenging pastime. Here is October 9. But upon inspection of photos, maybe all I’m looking at is continuation of monsoonal flow from the south that first showed up in my neck of the woods on June 17.
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