I came through Monarch Pass in Colorado, fifteen thousand feet high and fourteen miles out of the nearest town—I came through on a 650cc Triumph motorcycle about dusk dark in […]
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When that oriole whistled from the orchard it seemed frankly to be asking, You got a problem with that? Its orange and black was brash as a high-school letter […]
Read MoreSometimes the things dreamers do seem incomprehensible to others, and the world wonders why dreamers do not see the way others do. —Queen Marie of Romania, at the dedication […]
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