Josie

About ten miles from the rock quarry where dinosaur bones hover over tourists, buried in layers of history, Josie Bassett Morris built a homestead. She planted trees, raised her animals, and tamed a bit of earth. Her little cabin is solid and comfortable. The doors only go as high as necessary. My tall husband hadContinue reading “Josie”

A Song of Ice and Ice

 Two brothers. Stand on a precipice.  A wilderness of ice and snow before them. They command the western wastelands of ice and snow.  They last about 5 minutes before proclaiming that their fingers are frozen. And we go to another park.  Where the temperature is literally 20 degrees warmer.  Weird.  Utah is weird. 

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