Dirt Roads

text and haiku by Kristen Lindquist

This past weekend up at Baxter my husband and I were talking about how one of the reasons mountains are such sacred spaces is because they have the power to create their own weather. As I was driving down the long, winding dirt road to my sister and brother-in-law’s camp tonight, I was struck with this similar thought:

A dirt road creates
its own weather: dust storms flare
behind every car.