Through the sandstone blocks that form the slowly-eroding edge of a mesa, a view of the desert hundreds of feet below.
I am reminded of a Neolithic dolmen, or tomb. But compared to the slow, quiet age of this erosion, the human Neolithic is the flick of a bird’s wing.

Love this, Betsy! I’m reminded of the deserts full of ruins we walked through in Egypt and Greece just now.
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