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I’ve been spending some time with Mt. Lemmon. Her ridges, her slopes, her rugged byways are festering, roasting, burning, as we watch from our condos and upscale stucco and adobe dwellings across the way from Catalina State Park, the preserve that borders Oracle Road which runs down like a larynx to mid-town Tucson. How long […]

I muse over what death, not dying, is like. What an abomination it would be to go on after death. Heaven and hell are twin disasters. I don’t want eternal constructs. So, I assume death is like 4 a.m. last night; I was out, not aware, not knowing, gone, zonked, dreamless. i experience death each night […]

Mt. Lemmon still burns on its western slopes, small brush is afire but the papers say that is good and will end soon. It still, to the eye, looks perilous. The sky this morning was a smudge above the mountain. I’ve been running around, doing errands, waiting for the alarm man to check out the […]