Photo: Amitai Asif
In the monotonous pace of desert hikes, there lies a meditative calm: as wispy trails rise and descend, as footpaths curl around a bend, as dirt turns palettes of light and shade, as layers pressed in rock clutch eras so long gone, they are quite literally written in stone.
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Beautiful words and so evocative. I love deserts, they ground me so much.
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I’m glad you found it evocative. I am usually more of a ‘beach gal’ than a ‘desert gal’ but I agree with you about how grounding deserts can be. They have a pace and beauty all their own.
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Marvelous shot! The perspective of humans against the dramatic landscape…
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Thank you. My nephew took it and I agree–the perspective makes the shot! Have a lovely weekend!
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