I need it. To feel small, even insignificant, in the face of nature’s works nourishes me. I seek that nourishment daily. From my home at the base of the Sandia Mountains to the beautiful old [...]
Hat pulled low, hands cozy in ski mitts, I wiggled my toes to keep them warm in wooly socks. I walked from the lodge to Old Faithful Geyser in the dim light of the winter evening. The snow [...]