Lawry de Bivort is a long-time part-time Tellurider, and is just now making Telluride his "real" home. Like so many in this worldly community, Lawry has several other dimensions to his being. While most of us were watching TV coverage of the uprisings called the...
Meet Glitter Girl Margo Talbot at Telluride's Wilkinson Public Library this Thursday, January 12, at 6pm, for a reading and discussion of her first book All That Glitters: A Climber’s Journey Through Addiction and Depression. Sometimes you have to go through a little hell to get...
Pentimento The pond will not decide if it’s solid or liquid. Some mornings a palette of ice stipples the sunrise. Some evenings the wind stirs the surface with brushstrokes. It’s a composition in flux, counterpointed by three ducks with their rumps sticking out the water....
Between the Covers launches new column on Telluride Inside...
The Year in Preview Next year will be different: suicide bombers will be kinder, senseless shooters more considerate, the banks less greedy. Congress will get to work legislating America’s confidence and hangovers from drunken holidays will be covered by Medicare. European debt will melt like polar ice and dead movie stars will come back to...
Raise your hands if spending a few hours with a beautiful, intelligent, articulate woman is appealing. You get your chance at Between the Covers Bookstore on Friday, December 30, 5 – 7 p.m.. when poet Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer signs her latest book of poetry, "The Miracle...
It’s all about the ladies this coming week at Between the Covers Bookstore and High Alpine Coffee Bar. Line ‘em up like beautiful literary cocktails and sip, one at a time … Starting Wednesday, three authors grace our space this week: Jill Burchmore, Erzsebet Gilbert,...
Technology has changed the way humans perceive and communicate with the world, but it’s also possible -- at the most basic level -- it has altered the way we think...
Bliss Except When It Is Not We took a ride in a one horse open sleigh today, and I was one horse and the red sled was the open sleigh and the kids laughed and reeled as we trudged through the field and searched for the perfect Christmas tree, which was not hard to find. The noon sun, it caught in...
the truth enters the room like a cold cold breeze— sometimes we’re ready for a break from the heat, sometimes it’s just so cold * it’s not as if we can make ourselves fall in love with the world, but I’ve noticed that when I look up it’s more likely * it is after all the longest night and even though tomorrow it’s only one more minute of light it is one more minute * I have been praying for openings, and behind every door that...
