“Wildflowers blossomed through sand and gravel in Death Valley, California in the spring of 2010.
Meanwhile, we humans wilted in the 105 degree heat.
I had been snapping photos of the mountains in the distance, when I looked down and saw that my white flip-flops and tootsies had found a friend.
I realized that here in Death Valley I had fallen for a dead metaphor:
So busy looking in the distance that I almost missed what was right in front of me.
Photo by Marla Sink Druzgal (self-portrait).”
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