Slates

The clouds, of late, have been full of themselves. Like giants lolling in and out of bed, they rumble across my viewpoint. The far hills of this river valley hide the horizon, allowing the clouds to slip in behind them like lost … Read More

an apricot glow

Karen Phillips CurranNEWSLETTERFebruary 10, 2023mornings This morning,The soft, gradual apricot glow of the winter sun pushes its way to the crest of the far hills of this Bear River valley.With patience, I soak in the grace, the gradual mesmerizing ascent, and its … Read More

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