I visit without a timepiece; without identification; and without any contact device to the modern world from which I come. I anticipate an insightful experience transcending time and space itself. Cañon del Oro is the name of the Sonoran desert river wash in which I have grown accustomed to walking and reflecting the past 3 years, since moving to Tucson. This time, the fresh morning rains have provided a rare setting of flowing water in which to frame the moment. The moist ground reveals the tracks of my ever-present yet rarely seen, » More: Nature’s disconnect. Destiny’s collision.
