Generations

My first opportunity to try some night photography in Bisti/De-Na-Zin, the Bisti Badlands south of Farmington, NM. Very cold (for me) at 6500 ft but an absolute endless smorgasbord of crazy fromations beckoning my eye. It is also very remote and an excellent area for astrophotography. I arrived late and headed in after dark for a particular toadstool formation I was determined to find and wandered for a couple of hours through creepy dark valleys and sandy hills before I finally had to admit defeat and head for camp. Then, just as I rounded a boulder I thought I heard a noise. It was barely visible at the right fringe of my flashlight beam. A lonely formation at the edge of a nondescript valley and it seemed to plead: "Oh please Mr. artist man, I have stood here over an immeasurable millennia developing and preparing for this very night in hopes that my image, with my brilliant companions overhead - might one day offer some measure of value or joy to another soul. Might you consider my photograph for your collection?" So there it is. Who could turn that down?