Towering sandstone cliffs and heartbreaking blue sky. A hard and hauntingly beautiful land, here on the border between where I reside and where I belong. A passage of sorts that becomes a journey into the heart of this country.
I wander the brown hills of northern New Mexico on a warm spring day. There isn't a sound, another living being, save for my little family--the husband and the dogs. I walk quietly, engulfed in earth and sky. I become this place.
This is discovery. This is life.