Death Valley, China Garden Spring, Lowest to Highest Route, 2015
China Garden Spring! The most beautiful koi pond I have ever seen! An oasis made by the shadows of cottonwood trees and one rusty metal chair. I do not sit down.
Instead I chase the last bit of sunlight through a canyon. It gets away and I feel starkly naked in the world of night. I can’t see but “they” can see. Death Valley is not as lifeless as one may think.
Out of the canyon, blackness gives way to starlight. I walk towards the silhouette of a hill, over rocks and tarantula holes. I think I know the way but come to a Void.
I can’t find my way so I pull myself into my sleeping bag and let the cosmos whisper me to sleep.