Today paranormal investigators and ghostbusters come to Bisbee, Arizona, from all over the world with their ghostbusting thermometers and proton packs, and they’re looking for spectres and ghosts of cheating card sharks, murdering cowboys, zombie miners, and dangerous women you don’t want to know. Scared yet?

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When I first moved out West, it was so hot and dry that I thought they needed a few good shade trees.Instead they had the saguaro, which did not even look like trees to me. They certainly don’t do much in the shade department.After a while, I began to respect them, even though I didn’t like them. You have to respect them because they are so heavy they can crush a car, and because they live in the hot desert without water. They swell up like watermelon the few times it rains. They make do in the heat.

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“The American West is the real deal. It is a spiritual space.” Spring in the Sonoran Desert in Arizona is so beautiful that it proves the poets wrong. Sometimes it is enough that April comes running down a hill, spewing flowers everywhere.

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by Jane St. Clair Out West it is easy to be by yourself, truly by yourself, the only person for miles with a wilderness stretched out before you.  The landscape is not as friendly as back East, and yet its strangeness and foreboding only adds to the sense of solitude.  You don’t see mammals with […]

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