My host does not leave until Wednesday. She is kind and spiritual with great intellect and silent compassion. It is another stroke of luck or fate that landed me here after the loss of bus companion. The desert is a place for peace and healing.
I should mention the stars. There is no ambient city light out here. The desert air is clear and dry. When the moon sets, the thousands of stars in the sky become millions, and through the center of it all the Milky Way runs like a faint and glowing distant highway of the gods. JNR
|Desert skeletal tree.|
|Casa Tolteca: off the grid and under the sun.|