Tuesday, June 12

Faraway Summer

When I was a child I spent nearly every summer just north of Santa Fe.  Though it was only a six hour car ride away, it felt like a thousand miles.  Now I'm here with my children.  I'm teaching them to run through the arroyos with soft, gentle feet; to be wary of the cholla's nasty bite; to gaze at the big dipper and to find la Estrella del Norte in an ebony sky; and to search with sharp eyes and quiet bodies for that skittish hare in the bush, that crafty coyote behind the piñon, and that shiny lizard on the hot stone.  I'll be back in a few days, but for now it's too soon to return to reality.  I hope you all are absorbing the radiance of summer, as I am.

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