|Susan and I at Chaco Canyon, New Mexico|
Coincidentally, and really unawares, in the past week, as a matter of fact last night, I'd talked about camping out at Chaco Canyon, the site of the Anasazi culture that more than a thousand years ago accurately recorded and measured the movement of the earth around the sun.
|Equinox dawn at Fajada Butte, where the Anasazi measured time|
I've written about it on this blog many times, and may not be able to add much original this year, but I'm still drawn to it, to the memories, to the power that still resides in that place
|Camping on Equinox at Chaco|
I don't know if I can convince my very urban wife to go there overnight in a tent on the ground, but the place is calling. It always does. To me it isn't about history, it's about eternity--present tense.
You can see time move there, from the stars wheeling overhead, to the shadows of the rising and setting sun climbing up the sandstone cliffs, to the ancients' markers in their stone architecture.You can see time move...
|These ruins are not vacant|
Where you can travel in time
When you can see time
Solstice dawn and days missed
When the sun stands still
Poetry in the canyon
Where you can see time