236 thoughts on “Death Valley National Park~”

  6. WOW! It really looks other worldly. I have not been but your shots of it make it so tempting. The shots of the coyote are incredible. They look so sad and skinny. There is nothing left for them but hunger and thirst. Breaks my heart.

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  13. Reminds me of a bit of Arizona – vast areas of dryness… and the mountains seemingly springing out of the landscape to thwart straight lines. The story of the planet for those who can read the rocks.

    Happy Holly Daze to you and yours. I’m heading to a warmer climate for a couple of days – I hope to keep writing the story, but might just switch to simple daily haiku while I’m out of town.

    Glad you are enjoying the Banking series. 😀

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  20. I know and remember this national park well. Back in 1966 just a few weeks after getting married my husband (now my ex-husband) and I were driving an old Ford Galaxy car, moving to L A with all of our possessions and as he was scheduled and registered to begin seminary training at a college there. We were just 19 and newly weds and didn’t know that territory well. We had car trouble, were running out of drinking water and pulled up to an abandoned old building we thought might have some inhabitants there that could help us. But, there was no one there who could. Wayne tried in vain to get our overheated car to start up again but it failed. Not long after that a man (of color) drove up in a car and parked right beside us, got out and asked if we needed help. We said, “Yes.” and he got out, opened his trunk, took out some tools and went to work on our broken down car and in a few minutes had our car purring again. We thanked him, for his help and said goodbye and within in a few short minutes he had turned around and quickly was gone. We never saw him again and we did indeed make it out to L A with no more trouble and were out there for four years from 1966-1970 until his graduation from seminary (studying for the ministry). We believed and still do to this day that black man was an angel sent by God. This is the gospel truth, Cindy. I know angels are out there everywhere and always near to help us out in our time of distress and need.
    Have a wonderful, blessed Christmas Cindy, take care on your travels.

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    • So, in this recent trip to Death Valley, we encountered a young couple with a flat tire and no spare.

      Your comment gives me goosebumps.

      I have met some angels, two actually, this one was the first: I rolled my car in Montana with my kids when they were young. We had to crawl our way out of the upside down car and I was injured.
      All of a sudden this long haul trucker appeared. He was super intent and asked, “Is there anyone else in the car?”
      He clearly meant to go save them.
      We said no, but he looked anyway. Then he came back, told us he had called 911, and proceeded to pick glass out of my head and comfort the children.
      To this day, I wish I could tell him what it feels like to meet an angel,

      As soon as the sirens approached, he went to his truck and left. To this day I so wish I could thank him.

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  24. I enjoy your blog posts very much. And then I also enjoy the community of comments afterwards. You must bring a special presence with you into the natural world that a coyote would approach to check you out! I love the expression of his eyes and ears in the first photo. What an extraordinary ecosystem!!!

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  35. Beautiful! The name suits the place. I would not like to get lost in this valley. It reminds of the verse in Psalms 23. “Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I will fear no evil for thou art with me. Thy rod and staff comfort me.”

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    • Since I was a very little child the 23rd Psalm was my nightly prayer, it’s comfort is overwhelming, “Thou anointest my head with oil, my cup runneth over.”
      I love how the psalm described it, “Yeah though I walk through through the valley of the ‘shadow’ of death,’ I will fear no evil” meaning death is there, but is a shadow, for the walker, not affecting the walker yet, but the walker knows it will, eventually, and so, “I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.”
      It is just such utter spiritual beauty.
      Thank you Beverly.

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