Tangrams

Having aborted our initial plans for sunset due to flooded roads, David suggested we hit up a Painted Desert spot he knew dubbed as “Breezyland”. As always, nothing is exactly by the side of the road. During our hike to the Painted Desert hills David, Aaron, and I came across a wash with significant patches of dried and cracked mud. The area had been hammered by thunderstorms the fast few days causing some washes to flood and some washes even continued to flow. Coupled with the scorching sun all day, the wet mud dried rapidly forming cracks and thin sheets curling up as they dried.

 

This particular cracked mud patch was one of the most spectacular I have seen. It was fresh, clean and multilayered with curled patches on top and deep cracked earth below.

 

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