Chama Canyon, New Mexico

Wednesday morning Stefan and I saw a fox from our adobe porch, and stalked it down silently, barefooted, to the river. It eluded us, so we sat in the new sunshine just coming up over the canyon walls. I'd already greeted the developing day three times by that point. I have been doing the hours, the daily office, the rounds, with the monks of Monastery of Christ in the Desert for these two days. It is an entirely different way of using time, slow and careful and filled with many parts. I'm dry of ideas, just a funnel for taking in information; I don't know how it will come back out.

This video was shot by Stefan.