auroral
Gray and pink light in the early morning. The trees stirring, birds in song.
brown
Shades of cedar in the desert, umber and hickory. Cliffs the color of roasted sesame seeds.
festive
The dark pink flowers form an arc from the wall to the cars parked on the curb.
fruitless
He tries to tell a story, but his sentences wind up chasing words he can't remember.
hypersaline
People turning pink in the sun, their bodies stung with salt water. A burning cut on my leg. Cacti springing out of the salty dirt like coils of hair.
keenly
The song reminds her of her parents. She gives me the words to tuck into the back of my book and take with me home.
olid
A woman rolls down her stockings and washes her feet in a reeking rest stop.
It lifted off from a chair-back,
Beating a smooth course for the right window
And clearing the sill of the world.
- Richard Wilbur, "The Writer"
Showing posts with label desert. Show all posts
Showing posts with label desert. Show all posts
Monday, January 4, 2016
Tuesday, April 28, 2015
Israel Trip Highlights (Part 1 of 7): Fauna
Street cat

They're everywhere. And they're begging to be the main characters in stories about secret feline societies.
Roadside dog

Her name is Luna. She belongs to a food vendor who's stationed in the Judean Desert, en route to the Dead Sea, at the point on the road marked 'sea level.' (You're traveling from the heights of Jerusalem to the Dead Sea, which is the lowest point on Earth - or at least on dry Earth. Reaching sea level is a milestone along the way.)
Luna is used to strangers, and walked over to everyone to get petted and photographed.

They're everywhere. And they're begging to be the main characters in stories about secret feline societies.
Roadside dog

Her name is Luna. She belongs to a food vendor who's stationed in the Judean Desert, en route to the Dead Sea, at the point on the road marked 'sea level.' (You're traveling from the heights of Jerusalem to the Dead Sea, which is the lowest point on Earth - or at least on dry Earth. Reaching sea level is a milestone along the way.)
Luna is used to strangers, and walked over to everyone to get petted and photographed.
Labels:
animals,
birds,
desert,
Israel,
Masada,
photography,
photos (mine),
travel
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