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Five windshield visions

One: Nevada. A few miles from the California line, heading into the setting sun, I have to put my hand up to shade my eyes, so bright is the starflash on the windshield. Signs have warned, in wordless silhouette, of horses on the highway, and in fact I have seen two small herds of wild […]

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The monastery of pure landscape

Years ago, I overheard some German motorists talking in the visitor center in Moab: “Yah, zis is ze first time ve are traveling in pure landscape!” Because I’d been to Germany as a high school student, I knew what they meant — no manicured fields and forests, few fences, human settlements few and far between, […]

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