Corn Springs Twilight

The prospect of a full moon rising over the desert horizon last night took me miles out a washboard road late in the afternoon. With temperatures pushing the mid 90’s the heat coming off the valley floor appeared to ripple the distant mountains as the sun finally set and twilight began to overtake the fading sky.

A remote dry camp called Corn Springs was previously the site of a natural pool where palm trees and homesteaders once laid their roots. Now the prospect of water has gone and the only remaining palms are headless and stand like giant sentries guarding this once prosperous oasis.

Fixated on the horizon where the moon would eventually appear I almost missed the fading sunset and the illumination of the awning from the campfire right behind me. Once again reminding me that the best pictures oftentimes are the ones unseen by me just over my shoulder.