December 13, 2007
View from US 14 near State Route 149, Banner, Wyoming
December 11, 2007
On the plane she looked down on the last of Wyoming, the black mountain ranges capped and splotched with snow, roads like crimped lengths of yarn from unraveled knitting.
— from “Men Crawling Out of Trees,” short story by
Annie Proulx, American writer, b. 1935
Annie Proulx moved to Wyoming from the east when she was sixty years old.
I’m just sayin’.
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