All good things must come to and end, and so it was with my first trip to Death Valley. Our Visionary Death Valley workshop group had intended to spend the early evening and sunset hour at Cottonball Basin, but as the winds were picking up, we detoured several miles to the western end of Titus Canyon. With failing light, we didn’t have much time to explore, but there were still some small photo opportunities. I spent several minutes with a small marble shelf that had been cut out by water, but the light was just too flat to bring out the latent colors. Giving up, I moved just a few more yards into the canyon and found this intimate scene, which really, to me, seems to speak of the area; something quintessentially Death Valley.
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