The Desert

As much as I love being in the mountain's I never feel as at home as I do in the desert. After being in Tahoe for only a couple week's I was ready to move in permanetly. That is until I made the drive back to Southern Utah. As soon as I topped the little rise just past the Arizona State Line and got my first view of the red rock surrounding St. George I new I was home. I cant say exactly what it is but there is definitely a feeling I get from the harsh desert landscape that I feel nowhere else. There is a deep quite I can hear in the desert that I could not appreciate more after escaping from civilization's harsh noise. It bring's my body a deep peace that I think some of you may feel from religion. I may leave from time to time but I will always return and always call the desert my home.