Had a frightening experience today. After visiting the surgeon who operated on my knee, my spouse and I did some grocery shopping. After crutching around the surgeon’s clinic building, I crutched around the large grocery store, until I started to feel tired and a bit unwell. So, I headed to the car. Only got out the door before getting nauseated and very lightheaded, with a throat that felt like it was closing up. And the car was still far away - well, not really far away except for someone on crutches. I traveled about 1/4 of the distance to the car before I was sure I was going to pass out, right there, on the sidewalk in front a grocery store. I thought, oh great, I’m going to pass out, smash my head on the concrete, and die right in front of the grocery store, with a giant brace on my leg. What an ignoble death. A panicked call to the spouse brought him over and we debated the way forward. In the end, he brought the car closer and I managed to get inside without anything more untoward happening.

Today’s photo is a B&W pinhole panoramic pinhole photograph taken at Bruneau Dunes State Park in Idaho, showing a dead tree buried in the sand of the dunes. Bruneau Dunes is special to me for many reasons. The park contains the tallest free-standing sand dunes (470 ft) in North America. The dunes slope down to a lake - sand meeting water. An observatory contains a collection of telescopes - one very large telescope - that allows visitors to view objects in the very dark sky.

I imagine the tree not noticing the drifting sand that eventually buried it. Rooted in a place of beauty, it met its demise with grace and gentleness. Not a bad way to go.