Notes from Westwater
Aiyanna walked into the Blanding Trading Post, clutching the one-dollar trading token in her hand. Earlier that week she’d sold a blanket to the trader. He had examined it carefully, pleased with its beauty, symmetry, and durability, and he understood the spirit pathway she’d woven into the border...
Beira is described as a one-eyed, blue-skinned crone carrying a staff which she uses to freeze everything.
The mythical queen of winter is considered the Scots’ creator goddess, mother of all their gods and goddesses, but I also surmised that she loves to surprise humans with snow storms.
We’d seen...
I believe in angels, the kind that heaven sends. I’m surrounded by angels, but I call them my friends.
– Anonymous
We could see the angel from a distance with her wings outspread, towering over the badlands at a height of 7,000 feet. I complained that she didn’t really look like an angel, but if I...
“Toto, I’ve a feeling we’re not in Kansas anymore.”
– Dorothy
in the Wizard of Oz
Ted and Kenidee shimmied up a steep hill covered with shale. Taking a deep breath, I dug my fingers and toes into the clay like a beetle and started after them.
I made it half way up before I started slipping....
Three of the figures were leaping, left legs extended, right legs leaving the ground, arms out for balance; one was skipping; one doing yoga, and one twirling like an alien ballerina. Next to them, a much larger, square anthropomorph wore an antenna-like headdress, earrings or pigtails, and a...
After Ted’s oldest sister opened a tiny, blue velvet bag, she tipped out a rose-colored garnet ring into her palm.
The band was large and spun around on her finger when she tried it on.
“This is my grandmother’s ring,” she announced. “Grandma Polly’s. She had extremely large hands although when I...
I wore long underwear, a sweater, a plush jacket, a purple down coat, and an ancient pair of gold snowpants.
To top off my outfit, I wrapped a winter scarf over my head and around my neck and donned purple-framed sunglasses.
I was sure I looked just like Jackie Onassis—for those who remember her.
I...
“My home is Heaven. I’m just traveling through this world.”
– Billy Graham
The big freeway sign flashed a warning: “Interstate 70 closed in western Kansas, limited parking available west of Salina.”
We were on our way home after spending Christmas with my side of the family. Our last...
“Christmas is not as much about opening presents as opening our hearts.” Janice Maeditere
Westwater sparkled as Kenidee and I started down the trail early Sunday morning. On Saturday, we’d had an unusual fog which cloaked the entire area.
That moisture now created crystals which transformed even...
The phrase, “This is what the living do,” looped over and over in my mind as we walked up the trail toward Ranger Canyon, not far from Bluff.
We’d done a little exploring among the sandstone bluffs in November on previous trips, and we’d been amazed by their beauty.
However, on this expedition I...
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