Desert - Blog Posts
Me, when a sci-fi introduces a desert location: SHOW ME THE WORM
*giant sand worm burst from the ground*
Me: YESSSSSSSS
Squirrel by Levi Robinheart [lyrics]
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In the early morning gold mong the hours that kept her cold rose the honest heart Matilda rushing on through brush of old though the warning once she told there across it would unfold as the great once met the growing there Matilda met the road
The sight was neither here nor there the blanket comes to fall had every world been different would it be a sight at all?
Thought Matilda knows the ways the apes could keep her far away from her ends and from her children from those missing in her wake yes she knows the trusted cage how it sits in Packer’s place and the rolling buildings she will know but not anticipate
Through the ragged vision lines came a flash and broken chime it was just too far a distance it was just too near a time as the condos flock on by Matilda searches with her eyes “If I can’t go with the back then with the front I will arrive”
Through the trees will harden through the winter’s pardon they won’t ask questions all the while though the fear will live and although they take and give it there is no hatred in the corrugated wild
Holiday is sore again, he’s s’posed to show at four came to build a presentation, little leaflets on the board He was flown by twenty floors, takin’ cracks that open doors, hopin’ Jesse there would ask him out and leave him wanting more
And Olive is his niece who wants to feel the bitter peace that invaded one Matilda on the road outside Caprice And her folks will make her crease while she’s learning legalese this machine is vending choc’late so she takes a bitter piece
In the modern garden the taller apes are guardin’ what you wouldn’t risk a mile All they know is love and thinkin’ worlds above when there is no wonder in the unsophistic wild
She troubled not to cry too much for Sellister zoolye as the keeper of her young, they couldn’t bear to know the sight Since the day has gone awry, she kissed ‘em all their heads goodbye and she traced her scent away to save the busy for the night
She promised not to die alone she means some other time after all of thousand colors she has yet to let outside Now she must avenge her life ‘fore dear Sellister arrives and she’ll drink up her water because she has to
As the rivers widen, the money rolls the tide in he keeps cuttin’ all the while A call will find a witness the young will state their business it’s gettin’ cold within the uncreated wild
Forging what the road surrenders, though she doesn’t ask for much as she’s taking in her living, she’s been giving out her blood No one calls, unless it’s urgent no one holds, none would try she’s been runnin’ for the mornin’, for the landlord soon arrives
Every once in two or three she’ll venture off into the trees, passing by the rocky billboards, searching for an old machine But all she finds are painted lines and decoration traffic signs if she could count the grass between her toes, she’d love ‘em all the time
Though her sight may widen, though her Fates are fightin’, she can’t stop it all the while But she’s got hearts to burn and a whole turntable turnin’ there is no rest from the unsophistic child
The Arctic makes a woodland break, for so it goes for all If all the young were different would there be a sound at all?
A common site in these dry rocky areas is the Velumignus. Their immobile bases send tendrils deep underground in search of water, while the photosynthetic flattened upper portions can swivel to accommodate for light and wind direction. Reaching a height of over fifteen feet, these silent sun-catchers often serve as way-finding posts to creatures journeying through the High Desert.
In my orange phase.
First Light
Dawn breaks in the desert, revealing a scurrying frenzy of creatures returning to shelter after the night’s mischief. Tallest among them, the Cycloptic Night-Seeker surveys the scene looking for any last morsel of food before the day’s solar onslaught forces its retreat into shadow. The Testapallidus at its feet may prove an ideal treat, unless the sand-swimming Armored Loricatus captures it first. Though the Testapallidus’ hard dorsal shell protects it from most threats, the Night-Seeker possesses a keen intellect, curious disposition, and two formidable front appendages that are as dextrous as they are sharp. Usually too quick for the large hunter, a trio of gregarious Desert Sentinels are more concerned with ambush predators such as the Loricatus, and one inflates its signaling air sacs in alarm. Already, members of the desert’s daytime cast are making an appearance. Luteos have positioned themselves at the top of the ridge to greet the first slanted rays. Relying on photosynthesis for a large portion of their metabolism, they tilt their bodies to follow the sun throughout the day. In a short time, more heat-tolerant daylight denizens will take the stage and play out their part in the everyday drama of the high desert.
Kings of the High Desert
A herd of strange creatures has congregated on this rocky outcrop. Known as Emperor Shinebacks, they often climb these rugged foothills to obtain access to cooling breezes and additional food sources. Their top-heavy tripodal stature prevents further ascension into the mountains, but it serves them well on more level ground. Reflective carapaces mitigate much of the sun’s harmful rays, and cooling flaps along their flanks dissipate excess heat. A shineback’s normal gait is rather clumsy, but when haste is needed they clamp all three legs together into a single monopod and bounce effortlessly across the desert at remarkably high speeds. This combined with their massive size (adults are over eight feet tall) and protective social behavior makes them almost impervious to attack. Almost…
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More than Just Dust in the Wind
From space, we can see a swirling brown mass making its way across the Atlantic – dust from the Sahara Desert – the largest hot desert in the world. It’s a normal phenomenon. Every year, winds carry millions of tons of dust from North Africa, usually during spring and summer in the Northern Hemisphere.
June 2020 has seen a massive plume of dust crossing the ocean. It’s so large it’s visible from one million miles away in space.
Dust clouds this large can affect air quality in regions where the dust arrives. The particles can also scatter the Sun’s light, making sunrises and sunsets more vibrant.
Dust particles in the air are also known as aerosols. We can measure aerosols, including dust, sea salt and smoke, from satellites and also use computer models to study how they move with the wind.
Following the transport of dust from space shows us how one of the driest places on Earth plays a role in fertilizing the Amazon rainforest. There are minerals in Saharan dust, like phosphorous, that exist in commercial fertilizers, helping seed the rainforest.
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Painted Desert, Petrified Forest National Park.
Sound of a distant rain across the High Desert is more like soft evening Jazz than a philharmonic... My home..dennis
|A lonely sunset|
desert girl.
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From a recent trip to Death Valley. Winter and early spring are great times to visit. Remarkable stars at night!
day 13 - dune
