(Reno, NV) Hot and dry – in the mid-70s in the shade, but easily in the 80s in the sun. I’m not ready for it yet. I feel like the cottonwoods look: shrivelled, grey and dusty, blinking in the too-bright sun.

In Minnesota, cottonwoods are grand, expansive trees, well-fed and generous. Here they’re wiry and tough – the only trees that grow without irrigation, clustered around any water they can find.  

14:25:07 PM

(Reno, NV) A silver morning star over mountain sentinels that disappear into midnight blue. Nothingness… and peace.