tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13576198.post111872191646839283..comments2023-09-05T05:20:50.393-04:00Comments on second americano: the literal fieldUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13576198.post-1118790914199857102005-06-14T19:15:00.000-04:002005-06-14T19:15:00.000-04:00Not sure what an I-phenotype is, so will stick to ...Not sure what an I-phenotype is, so will stick to landscape. Brings to mind passage from Willa Cather: " ...a solitary horseman, followed by a pack-mule,was pushing through an arid stretch of country somewhere in central New Mexico. He had lost his way, and was trying to get back to the trail, with only his compass and his sense of direction for guides. The difficulty was that the country in which he found himself was so featureless - or rather, that it was crowded with features, all exactly alike. As far as he could se, on every side, the lanscape was heaped up into monotonous red sand-hills.... The blunted pyramid, repeated so many hundred times upon his retina and crowding down upon him in the heat, had confused the traveller, who was sensitive to the shape of things. "Mais, c'est fantastique!" he muttered, closing his eyes to rest them from the intrusive omnipresence of the triangle." Bon voyage Rebecca.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com