Our little white car is in the shot. (Look hard!) The road along the cliff is closed & blocked by a landslide.
Maybe I’ll wake up and that’s what I’ll think. For everything to be completely fresh, how wonderful, when all the old myths fall away and nothing drowns me in the morning.
A time when I was out here (not this time) I saw a smallish bird I’d never seen before. Some kind of flycatcher, I’d say. Small and predatory in a soft-shimmering gold, as it bobbed atop a sagebrush in the breeze. Again, I’d never seen one like it, yet I sort of gathered what it was. Moisture, you see. There’s a whole different ecosystem down there where the Rio Pueblo flows. Insects, bugs. It must have flown up from the gorge.
The bird stayed put as I walked by. It’s good to know there is a jungle somewhere, I thought. The desert seemed less limiting, and there was space between my fears.
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I looked hard but I couldn’t see your little white car. Is it in camouflage?
No, but it’s rather small.
the little white speck at the edge of the near horizon where it dips just under the distant mountains on the right? 😉
Well, it’s white, isn’t it?
Ohhhh. “Space between my fears.” I like that.
I think it’s related to ‘space between the stories’.