August 2015. Just back from working hard at my Playa residency. After ten-hour days of writing, exhausted because I was too wide awake to my senses to sleep, I had to come home just to rest! So much stimulation in the open skies, active bird migration, changing light out on the ephemeral lake, conversations with my fellow “creative individuals.” I praise a world that can have a place like Playa in it.
The morning I left the grounds, at dawn after my birthday, with the sun just popping at the horizon, a bright orange line over east. I looked down on the cabins, around at the Summer Lake valley, to the volcanic ridges on all sides and thanked the place and people for supporting me through the two-week stay.
After Hemingway: “For all of us who’ve stayed in Playa; we will never forget it because Playa is a moveable feast.” May it be so.
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