We love the desert. They call people like us Desert Rats. If you had asked Al 15 years ago if he liked the desert, you would have gotten an emphatic no. But when we got together 11 years ago I started taking him to the desert of southern Utah, were he quickly fell in love with the landscape, the colors, and the feel of the desert. The rhythm of the desert. Back then we would camp in our truck camper in far away places, enjoying the silence, and breathing the air. Now, we fit the rhythm into a day that involves our work lives too.
Lately we have had high winds, and chilly temps so working outside and carving is not an option for Al. He has been working on some fantastic digital art pieces though. I will share when he gets some completely done. I work on my photos, the blog, the art show promoter stuff. But no matter what, we still go with the rhythm.
Evenings and mornings are all about walking with the dogs, well mostly Torrey. She especially loves, and expects evening walkies. The winds lately have made some cute photos of her.
This is what she would look like with ears that stand up.
Last Saturday we moved to the Kofa national wildlife refuge. We have stayed here before, and wanted to spend time here again, because it’s just so beautiful. The mountains to the east are unbelievably beautiful, morning or evening. Well, all day for that matter. On this particular morning, the sunrise was exceptional.
In the evening, the mountain glows with the last light of the day.
The past couple of weeks have been a little hectic, and a bit odd. We went to Utah for my sons wedding the middle of August, and ended up staying there rather than go north again. We had planned on going to Round Top Texas to take some big furniture pieces for a show there. Then Harvey happened. So we went to plan B, part of which was to do the art show portion of the Soldier Hollow Classic sheep dog trials in Utah. I have always wanted to see the sheep dog trials, and despite the fact I lived within an hour, I never went. The chance to go there was too much to pass up, and the added bonus of selling some photos was good too.