I went for a walk from our campsite out along the top of the mesa. There was a storm coming in from the west, which eventually made me retreat from the exposed cliff edge due to the gusty winds and distant lightning. I had been looking forward to the late afternoon sunlight to make the desert colours deepen from their midday washed-out pastel, but I ended up enjoying the storm clouds and smoke from a distant scrub-fire instead.
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