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Occasionally I wandered in where I was not wanted and gave truthful answers.
Sometimes I even did it deliberately. A little disruption now can prevent disaster later.


I want my blue sky.

That’s one thing that marks the high desert. A sky so blue it makes your eyes water.

My high desert covers four states and really has to be seen to be believed. Kodachrome may have
captured the Earth colors, but it never quite captured the sky.

The last few days we’ve been getting a steady drizzle. As I write this, the sun is trying to break through the clouds. It can’t hold it though.

Get away from the haze and you see that hard blue sky. There’s a spot in Bryce that frames the sky in red rock. There’s a spot on Mount Elden where it feels like the volcano’s bones are pushing you into the sky. There’s a spot to the northeast of Gallup where you can hear the voice of the sky at the very edge of your hearing. There’s a spot on the Ute reservation just across the Colorado border where it seems the sky stretches forever.

So is the desert blue solid or just deep? Wait a minute and look again because it will have changed.

Just how far are those clouds on the horizon? Further than you think and closer than you want.

That’s the sky of my desert. Blue and white and yellow and green at the edges, but mostly a deep azure blue that plays with your senses. It’s a wall and a gateway all at once.

And I can’t see it when it’s raining. Or foggy.

I want my blue sky.
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