My dalliance with the desert started like most love affairs. First with a little crush, which quickly developed into a sizzling infatuation, followed by six months of living together, full-blown love, then a dramatic split, now only to meet up for the occasional tryst when life seems crazy and like I can’t keep up with it all and I need to unwind and feel inspired at the same time, it’s you, it’s you desert I come running too… in my cowboy boots…
This weekend’s tryst made me ponder if I had made the right choice… Should we have stayed together? We’re SO good together.
But if I could be in two places at once, if I could clone myself, you know I’d be there. Here. Right here, with you.
Let’s make a date to meet here, right HERE again, soon. Soon’s never soon enough, I know. I know.
The hearts are a sign, aren’t they? Listen to the universe (or at the very least your dress, right?)… Every time I wear this, I’ll think of you…
But for now, my husband awaits… Maybe we can just be friends?
[Photos by kellygolightly shot at the Rock Reach House, Yucca Valley, CA]
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