Friends and Strangers Meet
Dreams can be so strange, sometimes so inviting.
Last night, I traveled with a friend I never met, an artist whose lyrical books I have edited from time to time.
We journeyed to Yosemite together. It was early morning and first it was just the two of us and then suddenly my dad was there …
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