
many newcomers to Durango now intentionally leave our luscious town during the spring to vacation in tropical ethers and in doing so? they miss the delicious bardo which transitions winter and spring
and their timeless, bittersweet battle dance. ilg pities them.
this morning, beneath my mountain bike tires i saw struggling shoots of bright green which confused my choice of technical lines. i feel the haste and jealousy of upcoming spring…i miss winter already.