We spent a couple of days exploring slot canyons and dry washes in Death Valley over break. And we spent a couple of evenings in a collapsed tent with constant thirty-mile-an-hour winds flapping across our backs. The desolate beauty in the day made the sleep-deprived nights worth it. It is a geologists dream here, to see a multi-colored barren landscape stripped almost to the bones (or to the stones) of life. And yet life is there. We found hidden treasures: wildflowers, a jackrabbit, ravens, lizards and colorful moths hiding in the sheltered spaces.
Kevin Gleason Art 