Articles written by Peter Baltensperger
Rifts in a River by Peter Baltensperger
A waterfall tumbled down over a steep cliff into a circular pool carved out of the ancient rock over millennia of erosion. It was a perfect day, the sun
For the Softness of It All by Peter Baltensperger
The afternoon was narrow, a mere slot instead of a wide road for traveling, the sun thin in the sky. Somewhere a church bell, not keeping time; another
The Carousel Horse by Peter Baltensperger
Ursula rode around the carousel on her wooden steed, oblivious to the screaming children and the smiling parents and the obviously bored and disinterested
Reflections on the Meaning of Life by Peter Baltensperger
Harold Palmer drove along a meandering country road past fertile fields, rich orchards and sprawling farms. It was a beautiful sunny afternoon in July
