I made some sketches of the mountains last week
The Front range with its dark blue arrogance
I'll keep them for a while, but likely will toss them before anyone sees them
I heard some new music on the trip home
Folk music, old jazz, a mix of things I cannot even describe
there is probably some way I could send clips to friends, but I won't
One afternoon I spent two hours in a book store
small circles in and around tall wooden shelves
I got dizzy, but it was a good dizzy
I'll describe it to someone
the next time I get asked about my trip west
when I feel like it matters