One Day

“One day, in the Time When Animals Were People, Coyote came to the valley. The people were small then, so Coyote kept them in a large basket he carried on his back. After a long journey, Coyote grew tired. When he came to a place at the north end of the valley, he set his burden down on the earth. The moment he fell asleep, the people climbed up out of the basket and ran away in all directions. The place where they emerged is called Ubehebe Crater today, and it’s hollow like the shape of a wosa, or basket. After Coyote woke up, he walked up and down the valley naming the places where the people could live. That’s how the Timbisha knew where to find everything they needed.”
~ ‘Indian Country, God’s Country: Native Americans And The National Parks’ by Philip Burnham

 

Little Hebe Crater, Death Valley National Park, CA.
Little Hebe Crater, Death Valley National Park, CA.

 

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Go to sleep, darlings

“I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, “Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.” 
― Lewis Carroll,  Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland & Through the Looking-Glass

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Into the Storm