With no moon it is so dark you can't see your hand in front of you. With a 3/4 moon, going to full on Valentines Day, the desert floor is lit up and you could walk safely in its light. Yesterday I sat outside in the late afternoon and for a period of time I did not hear a sound. Not a vehicle, a train, a plane, a voice. It is a rare occasion to experience such absolute quiet.
Boondockers are mostly responsible campers. They respect the desert and always try to leave it in as good or better condition than they found it. As Boondockers ourselves we appreciate the ability to live off the grid with our solar power in an environment of peace, and to our eyes, beauty in our adopted winter home.
Things don't deteriorate very quickly in the desert as I discovered yesterday. Last year I found an interesting branch from a mesquite tree that I decorated with some of my colourful ribbons. I set it in a container and filled it up with quartz and pretty rocks. It sat outside on my table until a windy day sent it flying while we were in town shopping. Today I saw a glint of colour in a small creosote bush and there, stuck in the bush, is my branch and ribbons. They are somewhat bleached of colour but still recognizable as mine.
I love the mountains...I wish I could do them better justice. I will keep practicing.
I think we may have turned the corner and are starting to feel some relief from these awful colds. A few more days of sunshine and warmth and hopefully we will be healed.
Tonight's colours on my favourite mountains as we watch the shadows lengthen before the sun sets on another day.
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