Blackbrush and sandstone © Jay Goodrich

Thanks to the wonderful on-time record of DIA I sat waiting to catch the second flight (after I missed the first by mere seconds) that I was put on to Seattle last night. And then I sat, and then again, some more sitting, the second flight only managed to leave an hour behind schedule. In the meantime, in order to not hang myself with that fake seatbelt the flight attendants use, I decided to work on some images. Here is another image from Saturday at Arches National Park in Utah. I just love the color and texture of this location that I found. It pretty much sums up the life of the desert to me, ever eroding, with life clinging to the junctions, where water collects and lingers, for a bit longer than everywhere else.