Something Recognizable as Home

Pillars of Salt, Post Ten

It begins east of Nashville. We left Memphis while it was still dark and saw the sun rising over the lift and fall of the road as it began slowly, slowly building altitude.

The world outside had turned verdant. I could hardly remember so many shades of green. Deep forest, juniper and fern, matte moss, bright emerald, chartreuse, olive and sage. They flew…