For me, the phrase “bread and butter” conjures a complex mixture of metaphor and emotion. Combined on my plate, it is the simplest example of
Author: Rachel
The Desert Is A Bad Lover
I like my wilderness the way I like my men. As you might imagine, this realization came as a surprise. The revelation occurred to me
Spacetime
Somewhere around 1915, as he finalized his Theory of Special Relativity, Albert Einstein established the idea of “spacetime.” He melded what we perceive as the
Disconnecting
Without connection one can feel lost. Psychologists and physicians know there are very real mental and physical health consequences for people who chronically fail to
Someplace Green
After more than a month on the arid high plateaus of southern Utah, my eyesight has changed. Like wearing a pair of tinted glasses, everything
Utah PLOG #2 – Biking Jacob’s Chair
Between Moab and Capitol Reef National Park we’ve enjoyed so much this lovely state has to offer, yet we’ve barely scratched the surface. While so
Candy Land
The color palette of southern Utah’s arid plateau is limited almost entirely to reds, oranges, browns, and beiges. Yes, there’s the huge, uninterrupted span of
Utter Silence
One day you find yourself home alone with a chance to enjoy some solitude. No work, no chores, no obligations. The day is yours. You
Fall at Hovenweep
Roughly a half-million tourists mob the famous Mesa Verde ruins each year. In contrast, just a tiny fraction of that come to its lesser-known relative,
Cowboy Jacuzzis
Moab is dry. It is also dusty. Like whack-the-trail-dust-off-yer-chaps-with-yer-hat, old-timey, Wild West kind of dusty. Everything here is covered and coated and crusted and dusted