Yesterday I explored Death Valley. A little over two hours from Las Vegas, Death Valley sits just over the border of California and is the “lowest, hottest and driest” National Park. 518 more words
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Two men, a valley, and ten thousand foot peaks.
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“Who heard the Desert whispering? The gray prospector, hope-wandering that land of vacant sadness, saw through his burning thirst, where from far receding margins gazed the wrinkled ghastly ranges.
When I’m on my bike, I take my camera out of my pocket and point-shoot/snap. That’s the extent of my effort, most days. Sometimes, though, when I get home, I like to play with the editing tools and have a little fun. 25 more words
The desert and the parched land will be glad;
the wilderness will rejoice and blossom.
Like the crocus, 2 it will burst into bloom;
it will rejoice greatly and shout for joy. 285 more words