Out here at Desert Rain, we have a view of a desert landscape that haunts you with the ancient and the mysterious. When that sense of wonder fades in the moment, the azure blue sky calls you back into a nourishing kind of enchantment. Every so often, clouds, as if they were visitors from foreign places, drift into the frame, and join in the dialogue that eternally takes place between sky and land. The language of this conversation is often called silence:And it’s only in silence that one can listen to it.
