One thing – OK, maybe it is the main thing – that I like about the desert is the way everything’s spiky. It’s like it doesn’t really care if you visit or not, but if you do, it’ll be on the desert’s terms and not yours. No soft grass to lie in or any of that sort of thing. I mean, even the fence sections are pointed…
It’s unusual to see cloudy skies out here. These kinds of clouds, anyway – low gray ones that hang around all day. In the summer, it’s not uncommon to have thunderclouds build up and quickly dissipate.
But how about the way the lighter shapes in the clouds echo the shape of the shrubbery by the stairs?