I live in Northern Nevada--the High Desert. We don't have the amazing saguaro cactus of the south, we mostly have sagebrush and tumbleweeds. And lots and lots of mountains, and on those mountains we have more and more sagebrush. (NV is the most mountainest (?) state in the United States--we have the most mountain ranges, not the highest or the longest, just the most).
We are also home to the famous "Burning Man" Festival, which takes place in the Black Rock Desert about 100 miles from where I live--but in NV miles, that is really nothing.
On the edge of the playa before the "official" Black Rock desert, there is a dry lake bed.
One night last summer, we invited some friends to go along out in the evening to look at the stars. You can't BELIEVE what the stars can look like out in the desert. There are a million/trillion of them and they are bright and beautiful.
We took hot dogs and lawn chairs and books and, oh yeah! Bikes for the kids. We took our grandson.
This is what it looked like that evening before night fell.
Kids riding bikes on the dry lake bed. Not one piece of vegetation. Not one plant, not one animal, just dry caked dirt.
**I am linking this to Snapshot Saturday hosted by Alyce from At Home With Books. Stop by to see all the links to lots of great photos.
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