Normally I walk in the desert, but today I decided to go in search of the Mojave River. I walked through city streets not really expecting to find a way to the water, but as I ambled along the house-lined street parallel to the river, I happened to see a narrow passage between two houses, and feeling adventurous, I sidled through the gap.To my surprise, I found myself in a wilderness.
I followed a path until it ended.
Picked my way across shifting sands and did not stop to explore the rustlings I heard in the underbrush. I was not feeling that adventuresome!
And there it was — the Mojave River in all its majesty. Well, perhaps not majesty. There’s nothing particularly majestic about brown water. But it was a river. With trees!