Ensconced in an alabaster landscape beneath a darkly sodden sky, porcelain jewels effuse their turquoise wisdom. Sulfured steam escapes fumarole shafts and wafts along the horizon, obscuring the distant summit of the stately Mount Holmes. A churning gurgle rumbles underfoot as a diminutive geyser flings its scalding shower skyward. Along the centuries of liquid pathways, oxidized traces swirl a brilliant palette in vivid patterns of otherworldly hues. We contemplate in this lifeless land a frightening prospect for a world relinquished to its acidic origins.
Happy centennial day for the National Park Service! On August 25, 1916, President Woodrow Wilson took up his pen and made official the National Park Service Organic Act. To be clear, Wilson’s autograph did not originate our national parks system. That distinction goes to the establishment of Yellowstone in 1872, or to federal protection of Yosemite in 1864, or to…
San Antonio, Texas, boasts a magnificent World Heritage treasure in their Spanish colonial missions. These places serve both religious purposes and tourist pleasures. Which raises the question, are the San Antonio missions sacred or secular? ♨
The moon had my soul as I stepped through the gate into the schoolyard. I listened hard for the sweaty shouts of teammates running ghost-like on the lined fields of memory. Echoes of their gameful cries disperse to memory. My gaze fixes now on an orange line of thin clouds lingering across the pale sky of coming day. ♨