He went out the mountain to pray… Luke 6:12

Desert View: Remembering

Nevada Desert Eugene Mountains and Antelope Plains

Some moments in our desert travels are unforgettable but not the one in which I took this photo. Before this moment my husband and I were hurtling down a narrow unpaved frontage road which parallels the freeway used by truckers and many other travelers in northern Nevada.  The light caught my eye and I asked my husband to reverse.  In doing so he raised some dust.  We were already covered in dust: our vehicle, our bodies, our gear.  So here we stood with cars whizzing above while we gazed beyond to where we had been:  moments so sweet and wild that the memories were difficult to bear, impossible to forget.

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