ALONE IN THE GARDEN OF THE GODS

11-28-04

 

 The picture speaks for itself. Let me just add that it was early morning, there was no one but me and an old man who was running. It was so quiet I could hear the rabbits scrambling beneath bushes. Not a breath of wind. Not a voice or an engine or a child or even a bird. Just me and the small gray rabbits, and a pair of deer who looked up, saw me, and went back to eating. The rocks red, scattered with snow, the air sharp as diamonds.

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