Morton Salt has been mining a salt deposit in unincorporated Glendale since the mid-1980s that is about 40 square miles wide and more than half a mile thick.
Poetry month has ended, and I
must put my nose to the grindstone,
go back the salt mines, and to work
back in the world of prose,
punctuation and paragraphs,
like any writer worth her salt.
For the last NaPoWriMo challenge: a poem that engages with a strange and fascinating fact — and a couple of interesting idioms.
Also via #BartBarker challenge
Morton is just up the street from me about 5 miles. When the girls were young they thought we were passing a mountain of snow. In AZ in summer no less.
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