Transparent and intangible as sunlight, yet always and everywhere present, it lures man on and on, from the red-walled canyons to the smoke-blue ranges beyond, in a futile but fascinating quest for the great, unimaginable treasure which the desert seems to promise. Once caught by this golden lure you become a prospector for life, condemned, doomed, exalted.
Edward Abbey, Desert Solitaire (via charlottexcsullivan)
As the winter morning sunlight floods the Epicenter office, Ali and Jack recall the subtle blue hues of the Book Cliffs yesterday afternoon, as seen from atop the Golden Ratio monument up on the hill behind Epicenter.
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