IMAGE BY DAVID WORRIX

IMAGE BY DAVID WORRIX

Sabino Canyon

Moved by the poetics of place. The blessings of distance and time. Flowing from our lips and pens and markers newly-configured notions : from the tips of experienced brushes explosive, engaging expressions.

Time-arriving-in-passing.

Early wake-ups, hiking Sabino Canyon. 5:58 a.m. A liter of water and handfuls of lightly-salted peanuts : a chorus of coyotes.

On not-so-familiar-trails tapering up, down.

And all around.