Etchings in the Sand…

Thoughts and Photos from the Desert…

The Impossible Dream…

For some reason I woke up this morning with thoughts – and even memories – of certain basic gifts.

Fresh water. Clean air. Wholesome food. Reasonable government. Simple living.

These gifts are gone for the most part. Not dead perhaps but fighting complex uphill battles for survival. They certainly can’t be taken for granted anymore. Maybe that’s the crux of the problem.

We did.

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