In New Mexico, he always awoke a young man, not until he arose and began to shave did he realize that he was growing older. His first consciousness w… - Willa Cather

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In New Mexico, he always awoke a young man, not until he arose and began to shave did he realize that he was growing older. His first consciousness was a sense of the light dry wind blowing in through the windows, with the fragrance of hot sun and sage-brush and sweet clover; a wind that made one's body feel light and one's heart cry 'To-day, to-day,' like a child's.