Spruce & Sagebrush
small stories from a large landscape
Essays & Poems
Short essays and poems born of the southern Rocky Mountains and deserts of the Colorado Plateau
It was one of the few freezing cold days of winter with lows around zero and highs we hoped would […]
Even the river surrendersdrop by drop to deep winterflows slowly into stillnessas its clear conviction clouds with languor. Sliding by […]
“What is essential is invisible to the eye.”–Antoine de Saint-Exupery, The Little Prince It’s a white dark world Time stops, frozen, […]
The only color in the landscape that even approaches vivid is the dark emerald of the evergreens on the hillside. […]
“He is the mountain streams’ own darling, the humming-bird of blooming waters, loving rocky ripple-slopes and sheets of foam as […]
Even though dawn is less than an hour away, it is black dark, clear and cold, the stars vibrant crystal […]
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