Grizzly Mountain, Central Oregon:
Atop a mountain I can still climb, we’ve poured pad after pad, set tower after tower, strung innumerable wire and cable. All of it hooked to the grid and juicing our most lucid tweets and texts the world over.

Things are happening. Spring glimpsed. I’ve taken to cheating this year — the high desert of Central Oregon an early oasis. Yes, yes I’ll slip back into the mountains. But now, just now, the sun is beginning to make shine.

In coming back to earth, I suppose it’s only fair to indulge in human-like affairs. To wit: tea. book(s). colored pencil sharpening…