breathless altitudes only ghost trains rattle through shadowy mountains Kim M. Russell, 9th May 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1429 Galera Station We are on our way on the Peruvian Railroad, one of the highest railroads of the world, which also has one of the highest railway stations, Galera Station, where the trains no […]
Although chemistry remains a mystery to me, I love the combination of hydrogen and oxygen: liquid that flows and trickles and drips, fills lakes and oceans, floats ships, quenches thirst and washes clean, sparkling foam, currents and waves, and the way the invisible […]
Yellow catkins drip from grey willow, catch early morning light through mist. Another season dwindles like smoke or ghosts of long-lost family and friends, and drifts away with my self-worth, my memory, the agility of mind and body. Yet I am are still learning, in my nostalgic yearning, to become untethered like a boat and […]
tending alpacas in the shadows of mountains ancient warriors Kim M. Russell, 9th May 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1427 Huanca Today Chèvrefeuille has given us some background to the Huanca, Quechua people who live in the Junín Region of central Peru, in and around the Mantaro Valley.