I love visiting the desert it is so stark and rugged. One has to look carefully to see beauty. But it is there. Especially this time of year it is as if the desert is having a party and every plant and bush is invited to come dressed in its best. Things are green and blossoming in surprising and unique ways. Beauty is simple in the desert and that is what I like. I reconnect with my own sense of humility and smallness being there. It leaves one with an appreciation for the simple things of life, water, food, shelter, shade, the sound of a voice. Life becomes so complicated with the problems of living it takes a good shaking to get it back on track. Going to the quiet stillness of the desert where the only sound is an occasional song bird, the colors muted shades of brown, the beauty a single yellow flower rising out of sand is finding inner peace.