Placitas. From the high trail, the Sunday church bell’s ringing fills the valley below.
A scream: two hawks and a raven, harrying all over the sky. The hawk’s keening cry falls like its falling body, streamlined stone.
A slight rockfall in a narrow canyon.
A coyote turd with three dozen apricot pits.
Boots
WORLD-BUILDING and WILDERNESS: 
love this. but wanted to see a photo of … > > coyote turd with three dozen apricot pits. >
also, it was me who hung your velour hoodie on your front door handle. you left it at our house when we had miso taki together.
figured you’d be missing it :-)
xo Kristine Maltrud kristine@art-spark.org
CEO/Founder ArtSpark “Igniting Widespread Creative Expression”