An Oasis, for Real

Funny thing is, I gave myself a lot of freedom with my last post, making it such that I did not feel obligated to write for a while. I could just be on vacation, right? The thing is, I've been to Palm Springs so often, I really did not expect to see a lot of new things. The problem is, I've become a blogger . . .

we had not even landed when I pulled my trusted Sony Cyber-shot out of my bag, hoping to capture what I saw below.

It truly is a desert! Had I not known what was coming up in just a few minutes, I would have wondered about the great idea of coming here.

From one moment to the next, it is obvious where the watering or irrigation begins

and I was, once again, simply amazed! Water . . . life giving water for parched land. What a difference it makes! The symbolism did not get by me too quickly this time.

We left the airport and, even while driving, I snapped, not wanting to miss the beauty ... the contrast of the palm trees against snow capped mountains.

We rented the little place we are staying at, sight unseen . . . not even photos on the web. It's our oasis.

A place in the desert.  A place to be refreshed.

He makes me lie down in green pastures, he leads me beside quiet waters, Psalm 23:2