Within these pages, I encountered something I doubt I’ve seen in any other children’s book; something I never though I’d run across; something so shocking, I almost didn’t write this post.
Come see where the rocks captured lightning.
Enjoy glimpses into Grand Mesa and Steamboat Springs, #Colorado.
The bear track halted my run. It and a string of identical cousins imprinted the sandy trail ahead of me. If I paid no attention to the crescent moons pressed by the claws, the tracks resembled a child’s delicate footprint. Rounded, plump indents. Chubby toes. The cherubic tread traveled north on the trail, the same… Continue reading My Bearings
Eyes do not see; they touch. Vision evolved from skin gathering light in minute detail. The brain does not think; it smells. It evolved from a large olfactory nerve in skull. It helped us sew memories and scents together.This book will change how (and who) you are in the world. Meloy, Ellen. The Anthropology of… Continue reading The Anthropology of Turquoise by Ellen Meloy