West In- — Searching For- Sienna

Somewhere along Highway 89

I never found a sign that said Sienna West, Population: 1 . I never found a woman in a diner with that name.

I stopped at a diner called The Golden Mug. I asked the waitress, “Have you heard of a place called Sienna West?” Searching for- sienna west in-

A feeling.

Not a crayon. Not a hex code.

A local photographer sat down next to me. “You look like you’re looking for something that isn’t on the map,” he said.

If you go looking for Sienna West, don’t pack a GPS. Pack a pair of sunglasses and a loose definition of the word “there.” Somewhere along Highway 89 I never found a

There is a color that exists only for twenty minutes at dusk. Painters call it Sienna —raw when it’s earthy, burnt when it’s been kissed by fire. But I was looking for Sienna West .