Riding with Wild Horses in Nevada

Riding Wild Horses At first, the salt stretched out into pools of white, turning pink with a violet shadow and evaporating into the sky. The salt made sense, as did the lake, those two words giving rise to the name of the place where we’d landed. But then the salt stopped shining, the earth reasserted its dark chocolate tones amid scrubs …
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