You know by now that we used to live at the beach. One of my favorite pastimes used to be beach combing. The tide book was consulted daily. Early morning low tides found me on the beach walking along the shore seeking gifts from the sea. I remember the thrill that comes from seeing or finding a new treasure...flotsam and jetsam...no way! All were of intense interest to me.
Here, in the desert, keen observational skills are also rewarded. There are many things to see...new tracks on windswept sand, a lizard scurrying from under a rock, a snake lying coiled along a pathway, a tiny hummingbird nest attached securely to a twig, the sound of raven wings above you, scat filled with darkling beetles, a mountain lion sighting, close up coyotes, a tiny new creosote or indigo plant pushing up through the sandy soil, a tarantula in your garden, a huge ant hill, cloud patterns, rainbows, the smell of the desert before rain and ever so much more! The same thrill is here, in the desert.
So, put away the cell phone with all it's apps for awhile and take a walk, using all your senses. Believe me, it will be worthwhile!
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