“And now I am sitting in the graveyard, staring at two headstones, and feeling good and bad at the same time. The way we do when our own lives continue to unfold, but the lives that gave us life and… — Julene Bair Copy Share Image
“To have deep roots in a place means having dead buried there. It is almost that literal, the dead forming your bond to the… — Julene Bair Copy Share Image
“In the shop, breathing the scent of dusty grease and oil; in the old house, staring into the living room where Dad and Jake… — Julene Bair Copy Share Image
“In the dry places, men begin to dream, wrote Wright Morris, who grew up north of here, in Nebraska. Where rivers run sand, something… — Julene Bair Copy Share Image
“There is really no polite way to put it: Now is not the time to be pissing away the nation's largest aquifer.” — Julene Bair Copy Share Image
“James hoped the newsletter would garner support from Bahana, or white people, to stop a town well that the Bureau of Indian Affairs wanted… — Julene Bair Copy Share Image
“I’d forgotten how enlivening it could feel, seeing clearly and far. Aridity frees light. It also unleashes grandeur. The earth here wasn’t cloaked in… — Julene Bair Copy Share Image
“And now I am sitting in the graveyard, staring at two headstones, and feeling good and bad at the same time. The way we… — Julene Bair Copy Share Image
