Devil's Garden, Utah
we climbed on rocks before stopping to watch them and wandered into an empty space's picture of a hole, forever skipped as places to sit that are taken until the night, when we got lost we barely made it back by following the hardness of where other people had stepped you stood in the center of a frozen pond, a swirl in a dress of ice frilled with directionless fish that saw me grow calm, fluid in the face of your danger




Best hand I've seen in a long time
Ootheca you’re so talented. Love it. 😍