DESERT HIGH
The years were frantic and business life crazy. To get away, I would drive into the high desert of Eastern Oregon and Nevada. There I found the peace and adventure my soul sought. The high desert is gentler than the Mohave in Arizona and California. Tall grass still plays with desert flats and barren mountains. Buildings wear the ramble of the desert. People carve out lives that are their own. Yes, I remember my high desert trips and always will.