Twentynine Palms, July 2011

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The sky has seen fit to put on a show, and it’s been going on the whole time I’ve been here, and this day is no exception.

Fakey-looking clouds which slowly coalesced together and eventually became fakey-looking rain. While shooting the fakey rain, totally exposed as the tallest thing around for far too great of a distance out in the creosote, the crack of thunder and the occasional bolt of too-close lightning was unnerving to say the least, but I stayed put, shooting, and I’m glad I did.

Unfortunately, the desert seems to have gotten inside of the camera, and spots and speckles are appearing on a multitude of shots. Imaging software to the rescue, but I've got a bad feeling about this camera.

No more words. Just photos to scroll through, and maybe click one now and then.

Lots and lots of photos.

Of the sky.