Visiting Joshua Tree is like spending a day inside a Dr. Suess book. The trees are the main event, of course, but they play against a backdrop of chollah and grasses and flowers. And rocks. Everywhere, rocks. My dawn-to-dusk traverse began under brilliant blue skies that became flat, matte cloud cover. Sandpits and rockpiles and winding trails and cactus of all kinds – paddle, spike, barrel, spiny. Is it all ghoulish or glorious?
Travels with Jennie 
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