{our friend Scott and his l'il Nico walking the streets of Alamosa}


It could happen any time, tornado,

earthquake, Armageddon. It could happen.

Or sunshine, love, salvation.

It could you know. That’s why we wake

and look out- no guarantees

in this life.

But some bonuses, like morning,

like right now, like noon,

like evening.

~william stafford

Someday, when I grow up, I will write poetry as beautiful as this. Until then, I will come back to the table again and again with a pen in hand and a hopefulness in my heart. And, of course, I will continue to use the prism of my lens to tell the stories that my words cannot do justice.

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