Hummingbird
Do you believe in fairies? Neither do I. But if I did, their earthly forms would be hummingbirds. We...

There's something about the dry air and raw emptiness of the desert that I've always loved. In the arid dunes, life still thrives, and you can never get any closer to the Earth than by pondering, for a moment, just how many grains of sand make up the smallest dune that the wind has built.
Or maybe I've just read Dune too many times and expect to see a sandworm at any moment. Nope. Those are dune buggies . . .
At any rate, the one mistake I made in taking on the glorious dunes of Glamis east of El Centro, California was thinking this would be an easy subject.
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