My life is a perpetual question mark–my thirst for books, my observations of people, all tend to satisfy a great, overwhelming desire to know, to understand, to find an answer to a million questions… I become an exclamatory person, clapping my hands to the immense surprises the world holds for me.”
~Anaïs Nin, The Early Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 2: 1920-1923
“Color of Winter”
near the confluence of the Big Thompson River, Colorado