Today, I was struck by the beauty of the desert on a crystal clear morning. As the panorama below indicates, there is no apparent sign of life in this seemingly barren, desolate part of the high plains. Only the grizzled veterans like me can see the glimmers of life that lie deep within the sand, waiting for the rainy season to bring precious moisture.
The library on new year's eve
When the rainy season comes (or the semester starts), the isolated cedar and cactus trees will not look so lonely.
