The sand dunes are always changing. Not pictured: me dressed poorly for the weather.
The flattest of salts.
A trip to nowhere.
You’re probably wondering if I also touched the wall. Of course I did. Of course I did.
The last road I ever saw before I fell down and died. Wait no, that wasn’t this road sorry.
During a California wildfire, somewhere not in California.
Nobody was here.
Nobody was here either.
I think maybe I saw someone here. But just for a moment.
Wait no. Nobody was here.
Longest exposure I could take before the stars turned into little smears. Somewhere in Southern Utah.
Dried up carcass of a tree in the desert. More twists and turns than a really twisty and turny thing.
Desert panorama of desert parts.
Look at this. Just look at it.
Unfortunately we didn’t see any dinosaurs.
Dead ole tree doing dead ole tree things.
This was taken as we were running to get back to the only available bus for hours and hours. Pretty though.
I don’t know where it came from, or where it was going, but it is pretty dead now so I would call this a failure.