Off to Pagosa this morning…
Grass near my parents’ house, huge hawk (my animal guide) soaring coasting overhead …
The journey really began once I passed the usual exits in Birmingham and took off NW…
My vision/eyesight even took a shift, like having field of vision framed by blades of grass/glass/light : rainbow-colored, flickering …
It finally expanded to my peripheral vision, leaving simply
magical impressions layered over everything …
Then I made a stop at Natural Bridge … next post!
leslee hare 