Melrose, New Mexico drapes itself across the desert like an exhausted starlet.
If we are shaped by the surrounding land, our outlooks fashioned and framed by natural surroundings, what are we to make of this?
If endless weeks of rain turn a mood sour, what about the imprint of years or decades of life alongside the ocean or on a desert?
The nature of our character seems as responsive to the quiet guidance of climate and geography as anything else.
We probably don’t kid ourselves when we consider these influences help keep our values bolted together.
Someone raised in Melrose, New Mexico can’t help but carry the deep persuasions of geography to Laguna Beach, California.
There’s the way we see the color of the land, the light and the way we feel the air.
Is this an elemental cornerstone of culture or are we toying with a fanciful notion?
Is this discreet influence of climate and geography eroding, another relic that doesn’t stand a chance against our homogenized American landscape?
