We have just artificial beaches in Arizona-- Until we achieve Arizona Bay!-- but there is a spot in the dead cinder cones where I grew up: A boulder has a notch in it big enough to sit in. Below lies a good 20-foot drop. But there's little to see but the land spread out under Western horizon from that perch, and little to feel but the wind.
I haven't really spent time in deserts since college in Colorado twenty-plus years ago, when I saw a good bit of New Mexico and Arizona. But I loved them and, oddly, I think they evoke in me many of the feelings the sea does. It's one reason that Herbert's Dune books clicked for me.
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Date: 2008-07-31 02:09 am (UTC)We have just artificial beaches in Arizona-- Until we achieve Arizona Bay!-- but there is a spot in the dead cinder cones where I grew up: A boulder has a notch in it big enough to sit in. Below lies a good 20-foot drop. But there's little to see but the land spread out under Western horizon from that perch, and little to feel but the wind.
I haven't really spent time in deserts since college in Colorado twenty-plus years ago, when I saw a good bit of New Mexico and Arizona. But I loved them and, oddly, I think they evoke in me many of the feelings the sea does. It's one reason that Herbert's Dune books clicked for me.