Aspens & Redwoods
When you hold an unblemished coin of an aspen leaf in your palm, you know you’re holding the color of the actual sun in your hand.
Race Day
In early August, a week after returning from a hiking trip in Newfoundland, I did a 50K running race on the trails of Park City’s Mid Mountain. Here are a few thoughts from the day before.
It Died & Took the Rock With It
That’s the kind of dying that takes rock with it. The kind with time hanging around its neck as a glinting, ticking, silver charm.