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Monday January 09th 2012, 9:51 pm

Casual speed, details passing by too quickly, but captivating nonetheless. Reds, oranges, sandy golds and tans. Spiny plants of russets, and faded dusty greens. Giant ornate slates of rock and sand carved stone, some the color of coal. Mysterious and alien, beautifully vast. It allows one to just “be”. It takes me in, to fall in love with the swell insideā€¦ “maybe I could live here forever”. The quiet low deserted hills and subtle dusty rock littered slopes that meet with sudden dramatic sharp cuts of jutting cliffs. Like enormous petrified beasts of a bygone age, chiseled by the winds, majestic and powerful, yet gentle, and of calming ease. The numerous cracks and crevices that trace the angular edges, creating a tapestry of strange entrancing shapes, like dry scaly terra cotta hued skin. It mesmerizes, begging to stay, to leave the rest of the world behind and to drift through the intoxicating fields of darkly Joshua Trees and cacti, like some long lost otherworldly friends that have come to embrace. We keep going.

Driving Home Through The Desert
January 9th 2012



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