Arrived in New Mexico, land of enchanting skies! As Willa Cather wrote, Elsewhere the sky is the roof of the world; but here the earth was the floor of the sky. A shuttle bus took a small group of us from the Albuquerque airport to our school in Las Vegas (NM!), just as the sun set and the colors and shades of the sky arranged and rearranged
themselves, fading by a remarkable array to stages to black. I was in rapture, remembering many school field trips which ended in a van (simpler than this one) making its mute way beneath the glorious wonders of a sky both stretched so far that it's always bigger than any one effect and so close that you can breathe it and it breathes you.
