Thursday’s Hallow’s Eve stroll in the remote outpost of Marfa saw many signs. Especially since I’m from the Mountain Time Zone, not even ready to crash at 11 pm CTZ. And more signs, after a good sleep.
Isn’t it ironic this ranching town is so retro?
(sorry but I hear hipsters do like irony) Musical selection – the spare vocal qualities of Junip / José González…of Sweden, via Argentina!
Before bed, I took a stroll on the part of town I’m lodging, enjoying the chilly, lonely air along US-90 – the sound of the train, or a rushing vehicle, or couples riding rented bikes into town. Lighting and darkness, dancing prickly pear cactus and clumping hedgehog cactus, and minimalist comfort.
Peaceful, before tomorrow’s today’s inspiration and presentations.