I'm a bit jealous of Robin's pictures of flowers and ducklings. The world in those images is green. I live at the point where the Rocky Mountains meet the Great Plains, and breathtaking grandeur is the norm. I'm in awe of the ruggedness, but what I miss is the green.
There are these rocky bluffs near my house, and if you climb one and look out over the city, the landscape's quite yellow and punctuated with bundles of brown sticks. (They can't be trees, these naked, budless things.) Over t...
Published on May 05, 2010 15:34