Into the fold: Basin and Range (repost)

I guess I should have expected the snow, above 6000’ in the springtime. Flurries swirled around my car as I removed my leggings in the backseat and began cleaning my wounds. I was bleeding in four places, the largest of which was a grapefruit sized ooze of blood on my knee. What was supposed to … Continue reading Into the fold: Basin and Range (repost)

A Place Inside

The rain had just begun to fall as I stepped out of my car; I could see the drops dancing across the surface of the river even before I felt them hit my skin. Stepping between the boulders that demarcated the end of the road, I wound my way along the edges of puddles forming … Continue reading A Place Inside