When I think of our last few days parked out in the desert the one word that comes to mind is quiet, complete and wonderful quiet. No city noise, no highway noise, only one helicopter this morning to break the silence, and a van checking out the area past us for about 15 minutes and then the quiet was back. Sometimes the wind carries voices towards us but even those are muted.
We did take a ride into Quartzsite yesterday so I could take a jewelry beading class. While I did that Tom checked out a few of the vendors still here and filled up our water jugs. Then we came back out here to the wonderful quiet.
|When I went to get in the truck|
Sunday evening this was outside
my door. Such a romantic even
after all these years.
|The sunrise Monday morning.|
The mountains in the west look soft and muted as
the sun slowly rises over the mountains in the east.
|I love sitting and watching the|
shadows form on the desert floor.
The Crusader's shadow this morning.
|The clouds turned a lovely golden yellow, |
then pink and orange.
|This morning's sunrise.|
Tom and I with the sun coming up behind us. I love how the sunlight dances across the desert floor lighting the rocks and forming long shadows as it just peaks over the mountains. It is a moment when you feel a quiet softness just before the light brightens and brings everything into a bright contrast. (I posted this on facebook with the picture below.)
|I love the mornings.|
|The view out our living room window.|
It was a little chilly sitting out this morning
so when the coffee was ready we sat inside.
|Tonight's sunset. |
No clouds, yet a beautiful yellow orb sank
behind the mountains.
|After the sun was gone we could see a pink glow between|
the peaks. Though you cannot see it in the picture
the tips of the mountains to the right are outlined in pink.
“Life is sometimes made of the small moments of contentment, you find in the quiet corners of your day.”~unknown