Desert Palette
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As I waited for the sun to rise at Zabrieske Point, the soft muted tones gradually came to life and danced across the desert slopes. They say its barren, they call it Death Valley. Don't remember the last time I saw such beauty in the barren, such magic in the mundane, blurring the line between real and the imagined.
Desert Palette
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As I waited for the sun to rise at Zabrieske Point, the soft muted tones gradually came to life and danced across the desert slopes. They say its barren, they call it Death Valley. Don't remember the last time I saw such beauty in the barren, such magic in the mundane, blurring the line between real and the imagined.