What We Carry Home from a Walk in the Desert
After the rain, a morning with Dandy Magazine became a conversation about plants, memory, and what we carry home. “I told them the plants are relatives, not scenery.”
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Jeffrey Lazos-Ferns.
Reflections on food, travel, culture, and memory. Stories from the Sonoran Desert and the places, people, and moments that stay with us.
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Returning to a Place, Finding Myself There in “Words”
I was probably in the third grade when I first visited the place I now know as S’edav Va’aki Museum. Back then, it was Pueblo Grande Museum, and I was a little boy on a school field trip from Chandler. I remember walking around, trying to…
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At 3:00 a.m., I was awake. By 3:15, I was out of the house. My usual walk: through the neighborhood, toward Piestewa Peak and back. Seven miles before most people have even turned over in bed. It was beautiful. Dark, and not a single…
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At 2:49 this Tuesday morning, the house is quiet, and I am awake again. Soon I’ll head out for my morning walk into the Sonoran Desert darkness. For now, I’m here, putting yesterday into words before today…
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