Where a Desert Road Leads…

Nevada Desert Road I am often fascinated by the process of reflecting on and writing about my Nevada desert experiences.  My husband and I have shared some remarkable times in the Nevada desert, most unforgettable, many adored.  Then again, memory is pliable.  It can be prodded and prompted.  It can be drawn across a framework of facts: tugged, fitted and pinned.  Or stretched so thinly that reality tears, leaving a scant remnant of actual events, compelling us to weave a past from imagination and longing or–if we are content to linger in memory and contemplation–mysteries of God.

“…I look back now and derive as much or more from the memory as I did from the actuality.” -Ansel Adams: Letters and Images 1916-1984  Edited by Mary Street Alinder and Andrea Gray Stillman