2020 is the year for the creative world to dig through their archive, to look for missed opportunities, for something to learn from. Maybe even find a few favorite gems that never found a home during the editing process.
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Sand.
Lots and lots of sand.
Sand is the parting gift, the takeaway in trip notes from Colorado's Great Sand Dunes National Park. I'm still finding those notes, grinding and crunching away, scattered about my life.
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"Lost really has two disparate meanings. Losing things is about the familiar falling away, getting lost is about the unfamiliar appearing."
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An Independence Day storm rolls as the peak of 14,065 foot Mount Bierstadt catches last light.
Guanella Pass. Clear Creek County, CO
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Once a Cretaceous ocean, remote South Platte River basin of Weld County, Colorado, is home to Pawnee National Grassland.
Towering above the high plains, Pawnee Buttes host nesting birds of prey. Decedents now circle and soar over dry washes where fossil hunters have flocked since 1870.
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In Honduras and other Central American countries, drought and crop failure from climate change will hit the poorest hardest, exacerbating the immigration crisis.
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John Prine would tell stories between songs or when he’d reach for a new guitar. The packed audience was completely silent, hanging on every word, listening to a sermon of sorts, Sunday mass for the everyman.
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A serious prophet upon predicting a flood should be the first man to climb a tree. This would demonstrate that he was indeed a seer.
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Going through older work, giving a fresh look to a backpacking trip to Olympic National Park, photographed and written way back when. The Pacific Northwest is wild and remote, a perfect place to hunt ghosts.
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More than 50 years ago, the Grateful Dead play a mellow acoustic set billed as "Mickey Hart and the Heartbeats and Bobby Ace and the Cards from the Bottom of the Deck" — a ridiculous, stealth name referencing drummer Hart and Bob Weir.
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Quaking light spills through the leaves of my neighbor's aspen tree, gently casting their mark on a topographic map of Macon County, NC.
The light and shadows remind that home is as close as you believe it to be. My plans to revisit my Like An Echo project is on hold for only the foreseeable future. In the meantime, I've been spending time going back through edits and notes looking for lost threads.
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“We made the experiment; and the fruit is before us,” Abraham Lincoln, Fragment on Slavery. 1857-1858 ca.
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Almost exactly 24-hours apart, a Colorado storm blankets the landscape in Cherry Creek State Park.
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I was recently assigned to walk the Denver burbs for the Los Angeles Times and speak with primary voters and document canvassers. For the first time in 20 years, Colorado is holding a presidential primary instead of caucuses.
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