(Joshua Tree National Park, November, 2000) A few weekends ago I went on a walk around my mother-in-law's neighborhood in 29 Palms. Why I love the desert hit me once again. I notice things here... a feather blowing across the road, an anthill rising from a crack in the pavement, the breeze on my face, the call of morning doves.
The world around me amplifies and fills me with the sights and sounds of nature... or the absence of noise and perfect calm. The stillness of the desert quiets my restless mind.
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