Slept on the ground last night in sub-freezing temperatures. Woke up surrounded by Joshua trees growing out of patches of snow. Drove with The Raven along Route 66. Ate lunch-dinner at the Bagdad Café.
Best Birthday Ever.
Also, please join me
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This is a view from the Spring Mountains southeast toward the site of the proposed airport.
I’ve put a few more such photos in a Flickr set, to be added to as time passes.
And if you’re in the mood for something less depressing, I’ve also
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How swift it is this heart can shift, can shed old sadness as a snake sheds scales, new clarity of vision coming as old skin falls from athwart the eyes.
The Raven’s eyes sparkle in the desert sun.
I am abraded, skinless. I am that part of the
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