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Sep.13.2011
A Beer Tonight: A Bullet Tomorrow - A Travelogue in 40 Parts Chapter 1February 3: Day 1– California, Nevada, Utah - “This looks like a booth at a swap meet,” I gathered from the deep breathing exercise Margie used to punctuate every word, that she didn’t appreciate my packing technique as much as...
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Sep.05.2011
I am not a hiker. I prefer indoor vacation experiences such as spas and boutiques and museums and cruise ships. I was going to add “churches” to that list, but then I remembered that I was once tricked into climbing all 463 steps to the top of the Duomo in Florence (we entered through a side door...
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Feb.18.2011
It was sum­mer; the fields to my sides are dried and yel­low with bro­ken patches of low scrub and brush, the earth hard and rusted. A road drove east for a good while, and then wound its way up a low hill as it set its sights in a more south­ern direc­tion. I was com­ing up and around this...
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Sep.28.2010
Accounts of Bigfoot sightings, lost gold mines, and evil spirits are well-known scary urban legends in Park City and have been recounted for as long as settlers lived here.  Park City still allegedly entertains the occasional apparition. Its 1860s architecture resembles a stereoscopic plate of the...
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Sep.15.2010
Dear friends, thanks for indulging me as I share some lovely news.  I am launching a beautiful writing retreat in southern Utah called River of Words.  It's the fruit of many months of work and preparation, and was born from a simple concept: that it would be absolutely wonderful to create a...
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Dec.22.2009
Lisa and I met as we landed at Salt Lake City airport. We hit the ground with a jolt. A moment before we'd been flying through whiteness, and from my window seat I had seen . . . nothing. No depth. No space. No sky. No ground. It was as if we were buried. Or else suspended. And then all at once,...
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Sep.09.2009
I love duck ponds. The colors flashing on the birds' backs. The way the water divides alongside their carved bodies, with little resistance. I had a chance one afternoon to sit with Gayle and enjoy his reed-fringed pond in Southeastern Utah, and watch the wild mallard, the teal and the wood ducks...
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Aug.22.2009
"Moki" is a Hopi word for "those who are gone," or "the people who have left." A winding, gravel road that contracts into three miles of hairpin turns cutting deep into the sides of a mesa above Valley of the Gods, Utah, is called the Moki Dugway. Parking at the top to...
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Jun.01.2009
Priscilla has lost her cows.  This is not a good thing, not for a Navajo.  For a Navajo, cows are income, cows are livelihood, cows are why you bother to get a grazing lease in the first place. Priscilla's family has had cows for generations.  They should have about a hundred head right now. ...
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May.06.2009
Just back from an interview at The Montecito Journal re my book, "Torn by God: A Family's Struggle with Polygamy."  I thought there might be smoke in the air as one of the first, of what's sure to be a season of California fires, was still burning. My husband and I had just run to the top...