Toad in the Hole

March 25, 2005

Back from the Death Valley

We're back, and I thank whatever gods may be for Motel 6. If we'd camped, we'd have enjoyed high winds, sandstorms, and rain by turns. As it happened, though, we got to frolic in the flowers, brave the flying sand in the car, and at the end of the day drive through the rain, which was strong enough to wash the bugs and ichor off the front of the car besides.

And the place was gorgeous. I'll post a few more grafs on it later.

We were lucky enough to be caught in the middle of a butterfly migration. Painted ladies migrate as spectacularly as monarchs, though I guess they don't congregate as densely when they get south. They were coming north from Mexico in their millions the two days we were in Death Valley, riding those stiff winds, sailing by in an aerial flood, a blizzard of butterflies.

Posted at March 25, 2005 06:17 PM