The occasional noise of bird calls echoed from above. And besides that, there was nothing in the air but our conversation.
There’s just nothing quite like the pristine beauty of a desert oasis.
The pools appeared around the bend, punctuating the smooth white rock before us in green and blue splashes.
The winter rains had left ever canyon and crevice full of green growth. Miniature butterflies flitted from little orange flowers to little purple flowers.
We set up our tents, built a fire, and drank hot soup. Our desert adventure had just begun.