Leslie and I rolled into Joshua Tree National Park and smack into a murky soup of preservation lost. The national park’s horizon was dusted in a brown-tinted haze and we unknowing wondered, “What’s in this air?”
Leslie and I rolled into Joshua Tree National Park and smack into a murky soup of preservation lost. The national park’s horizon was dusted in a brown-tinted haze and we unknowing wondered, “What’s in this air?”