You can’t trust your senses in these dark autumn mornings. The wind blows naked trees branches together and they sing like ghosts or maybe a small child in a place where there is no trail and should be no children.
For years I fantasized about making a movie called Trudge. It would be roughly 3 minutes of short clips of outdoor trudging, no words (other than the expletives that come naturally from the
It’s finally desert season, right? Spring and fall are pretty much ideal in southern Utah: not too hot, not too cold. Maybe a puffy jacket at night, but probably you won’t