Past Thoughts: Wyoming, through the year

January The new year rings in, and as I gaze out to the ink black blanketing my skyline, the weather is crisp, but not brutal. It’s rarely brutal here. It’s humid, and sticky, and syrupy like as it settles on my skin. No matter the time of year. The state just weighs you down, asContinue reading “Past Thoughts: Wyoming, through the year”