I dream of a hard and brutal mysticism in which the naked self merges with a non-human world and yet somehow survives still intact, individual, separate. Paradox and bedrock.
Weather for a White Rim next weekend does not look so good; will have to see what materializes. I’d love to go, but too far to roll the dice with rain.
The Flagstaff Nordic Center, however, got 4+” of snow today, so tomorrow is sure to be excellent.
Contemplating selling a kidney to get some skis, or maybe just being more adroit about my surplus bike garbage.
We’ll see what happens with the WR ride. I really want to go but guess we can’t fight the weather.
I agree on both counts. Snow would be ok, but being out on the rim in the rain, 40 degrees and windy wouldn’t be too fun. Crossed fingers that we can ride together.
Bedrock & Paradox 
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