Friday the 13th in Taos

Taos, New Mexico.  The weather is bright and sunny, far different than cloudy and windy Buffalo, so I am glad for this trip to the southwest. I have been busy, but still throwing die daily, and those intervening, though unposted,  symbols have reinforced a distinctly personal emphasis:  like the effects of an autumn flu activated... Continue Reading →

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