In This Issue… Take it or Leave it: FUTURE “FIRES”… A LONG HELD PERSONAL VIEW …by Jim Stiles Life on the Prairie …by Tonya Audyn Stiles THE PACK CREEK FIRE: THE UGLY, THE BAD & THE GOOD …by Jim Stiles…
The August/September Issue of the Zephyr!
Month: August 2021
Take it or Leave it: FUTURE “FIRES”… A LONG HELD PERSONAL VIEW …by Jim Stiles
Acknowledging that we have committed to climate catastrophe is not paralysis. Life is still rich after you accept that it will end. —– Tim De Christopher, April 27, 2018 Whether the recent Pack Creek fire outside Moab was the product…
Life on the Prairie …by Tonya Morton
“When I was a schoolboy my map of the United States showed between the Missouri River and the Rocky Mountains a long and broad white blotch, upon which was printed in small capitals ‘THE GREAT AMERICAN DESERT – UNEXPLORED.’” —…
THE PACK CREEK FIRE: THE UGLY, THE BAD & THE GOOD …by Jim Stiles
Late in the afternoon of June 9, 2021, heavy smoke was reported along upper Pack Creek in San Juan County, just upstream from Pack Creek Ranch. As the fire began to move rapidly down the creek bed, the historic ranch and its…
The Slovenly Wilderness: Pioneers Old and New …by Stacy Young
There were a number of well-considered reader responses to the essay I wrote a couple of issues ago about the accelerating effect of Covid on growth in southern Utah. Some of the comments extended the conversation in new and interesting…
THE OPEN ROAD: New York Scenes …Words and Photos by Paul Vlachos
Hot summer days in New York City, humid nights. It’s enough to just walk the dog, scramble around, look for a buck, eat pizza and wonder when the city pools will ever reopen. It seems as though the indoor public…
Canyon Kiddies …by Harvey Leake
If I had influence with the good fairy who is supposed to preside over the christening of all children, I should ask that her gift to each child in the world be a sense of wonder so indestructible that it…
A LONG TANGENT, Day 70: Blind Casey …by M. John Fayhee
I decided to try to hike at least an hour every day for an entire year. With me almost every step of the way during what turned out to be a successful 367-day quest that covered maybe 1,200 miles was my dog Casey, who was five at the beginning and six at the end. Two months after we started, Casey went instantly, inexplicably and totally blind.
Contented …by Damon Falke
The essay you are hopefully about to read is part of my forthcoming 2022 collection and exhibition with the Montana artist Tabby Ivy. Both the collection and the exhibition will be called Between Artists: Life in Paintings and Prose. The…
(Still) ‘Enough Rope’: My Favorite Plane Crash …By Bill Davis
One of the truisms of life as a reporter, especially in a small town, is one always had to have access to motorized transportation. There was no predicting when or where a news event would take place, and, especially if…