Freeway Aesthetics, Winter, Iowa

After two days of blowing snow and added sleet, a white, white world of purest white stretches out on both sides of I-35, glistening.  The sun, in the cloudless sky, is white too, as it slides down from the deep blue toward the pale blue, lighting up the sheathed tips of everything—the bushes in theContinue reading “Freeway Aesthetics, Winter, Iowa”

So Far Away

     From down here they seem so far away–those two-hundred souls vacuum-sealed into an aluminum fuselage and shot across the sky.  And maybe they are up there thinking the same about me and the few microscopic hikers whose bright shirts can be spotted on this tiny trail in the vast expanse of Arches National Park. Continue reading “So Far Away”