Death Valley National Park: Road Trips from Los Angeles

Death Valley National Park: Road Trips from Los Angeles

By Armando Ortiz

Introduction to Death Valley:

Death Valley National Park is one of the most unique places to visit in the U.S. It is a place where what you think is impossible is possible. Here you discover tiny little animals that continue to survive in the harshest of environments. You also see with your own eyes things that have probably taken decades if not centuries to occur and wonder if it was manmade. It's a place where the salt lands make you rethink the idea of snow capped mountains. It falls within a region that was inhabited by the Shoshone people for many centuries, and who had villages in the area. The Shoshone had adapted to life in the extreme desert. I first heard of this mysterious place from someone who asked me if I’d ever been to the Racetrack Playa. I’d never heard of the place, but after a brief explanation I made the connection with pictures I’d seen growing up. The following is a short description of one of the many itineraries that one may make if you plan to visit Death Valley at some point in your life. After you are done with your visit you will be plotting out your next adventure to the park. 

Route taken and what we saw:

Start your day early and drive to Death Valley National Park. Make sure you have all the necessary camping gear, food, and plenty of water. Before embarking on this journey I had previously bought a portable air compressor, a tool bag, patch kit, a shovel, recovery strap, and plenty of water. These things would be safely packed inside the truck. Being that we were going into the desert we packed sunscreen, long sleeve shirts, pants and a good hat. We took several gallons of water in case anything happened. 

From Los Angeles you take Interstate 5 North to California Highway 14. On this highway the drive might be between two hours to an hour and a half,  which you drive to 395 north to Death Valley. The route that we took was slightly different and off the beaten path. I drove north on the 14 for about an hour till we reached Cantil. Once there, we exited and took the road to the right which is Redrock Randsburg Road. This road then becomes Garlock Road and briefly joins the U.S. Route 395 from which you will make a right onto Searles Station CTF. This section of the drive is about an hour long. 

You stay on this road till you join Trona Road and make a right. This will then take you to State Route 178. Drive on this road for about an hour to an hour and a half and finally you’ll reach 190. On this highway make a right onto it and drive up the ridge and over into Death Valley for about another hour. Since this area is sparsely populated and hardly any buildings, things might seem closer than they really are and mountains that don’t seem to have roads do. Once on the eastern facing side of the range you can take in the vastness of the valley. Let your car coast down, gently applying the brakes when needed.

It will take a few hours of driving to get to Death Valley National Park, but the views there, especially in the Spring are great. You can stop at Stovepipe Wells and have lunch there. We stopped there for a quick bite, ordered burgers. After finishing off our meal we got back on the highway, and headed east. Soon we reached Scotty’s Castle Road, where you will turn left and drive for about thirty minutes. Arrive at the Mesquite Spring Campground, which is a great base for exploring Death Valley. We set up our campsite and resumed our journey. Destination for the day- Racetrack Playa. 

The drive to Racetrack Playa is rough and requires a high-clearance vehicle, like a four wheel drive truck or suv, so make sure you are prepared. The drive is about 50 miles round trip, and can be slow. 20 to 25 mph seems to be the sweet spot. The road is very rocky, but the views and surrounding mountains are amazing. As you reach the entrance to the gravel road, you’ll see signs to Ubehebe Crater. Once on the gravel road, pull to the side, stop your truck or suv and lower your tire pressure. I lowered them to about 28 psi, but later adjusted them a bit more. After this minor tweak, you can continue your journey. 

As you move along you get the feeling of driving both through the mountains of Mars and the backdrop of a Star Wars set. All you hear is rubber rubbing on loose rocks, and the vehicle rocking from left to right. After about an hour of driving, you’ll reach Teakettle Junction. This intersection indicates that you are a few miles away from your destination, which translates into 30 minutes more of driving. At this junction people place their tea kettles with messages inside them for others to read. So, get out, look around, and read some of the messages and get a good laugh. As you approach your destination you'll begin to see it at a distance, a seemingly quiet valley surrounded by rocky hills and mountains. At a distance you might notice a plume of dust might be seen at a distance of a vehicle either coming or going. 

Once you arrive, take your time to explore the unique “sailing stones” or “moving rocks” that mysteriously move across the dry lake bed. Set aside an hour or two to hike around the playa and to climb the rocks on the island. There you can enjoy the breathtaking views and take plenty of pictures at Racetrack Playa. Marvel at the vastness of the desert landscape and the geological wonders surrounding you.

Death Valley activities and length of time recommendations:

After you are done exploring and admiring the mystery of the landscape, get ready for the drive back. It will seem as if you are driving much faster, which is probably because the road will seem more familiar. I reduced the tire pressure a bit more, down to 25 psi, allowing me to drive more comfortably. Getting back on the road I inflated the tires and drove back to our base which was about a 15 minute drive. Once you return to Mesquite Spring Campground you’ll have time to prepare dinner. We decided to make sausages with tomatoes and peppers, a tasty dish when camping. After you are done with dinner enjoy a relaxing evening and admire the sky. It is best if you visit during a time when the moon is waning or waxing because a full moon will block a lot of the stars. If you are lucky the snow capped mountains will seem like they are glowing. Set up a campfire, and spend the evening looking at the sky or talking, sharing stories and enjoying the desert.

The next day we woke up early, packed up and drove to Ubehebe Crater, a volcanic crater located in the northern part of Death Valley. It’s only a few miles from Mesquite Springs Campground. Take a hike around the crater rim or hike down to the bottom of the crater and explore the area. The hike down is easy, but a bit steep. Once at the bottom explore the old muddy caldera, and take a good gulp of water because the hike up can be tough. According to the information there the crater was created after an accumulation of steam caused a giant eruption making the crater. As you return to your starting point the hike will be tough at times because the footing can be loose. You also have the option of hiking around the crater, but we decided to leave that for another time. 

Next, we made a beeline to Badwater Basin, the lowest point in North America with a surreal landscape of salt flats. We drove about seventy miles south, so relax and enjoy the vistas, sunny weather. The valley seems to go on forever. Once you arrive at Badwater take a walk on the salt flats. Take your time and enjoy the vast expanse of the basin. Remember to take pictures. We were lucky to see a contrast between the white salt ground and the snow capped mountains at a distance. The sun's rays were strong, and being that the ground is white the radiating rays feel very strong, so make sure to wear loose clothing that also protects you from the sun. Try to spot the tiny salty fibers that are made within the concave ground you’ll be walking on. The fibers resemble the fine weave of a spider’s web.

After visiting Badwater Basin, we continued our drive along the scenic road north to Artist’s Palette, which is about a 10 mile drive along the baseline of the mountains. This area showcases a stunning array of colorful rock formations due to various minerals present in the soil. Take some short hikes and take some pictures or enjoy the drive through this geological wonderland. Admire the layers of colors that are visible, yellows next to pinks, and copper greens next to blue layers of sage.

As the day came to a close, we drove north to rejoin the 190 once again and there made a left. Here you may fill up on gas or get a quick bite at the local diner. Drive over the mountain ranges and into a valley that if you continue on the highway will take to Olancha, where it connects to the 395 and from there head south. You can also make a left onto the Panamint Valley Road and retrace your drive back to Los Angeles.

Ending and review:

Visiting Death Valley once seems like it isn’t enough. It will get you thinking about the things that you might want to do the next time you go. I’d return again during Spring, and would take a telescope to do some stargazing. I’d also go on one of the longer hikes and explore some of the canyons in the area. There are many ways to enter the park, so I’d consider approaching it from a different direction. In the end, Death Valley makes you appreciate desert environments even more. It makes you realize how big our country is and the endless possibilities that its national parks offer. Visiting this place also leaves you wondering of the many other mysteries and untold stories that this land keeps hidden in its canyons and valleys.

Dyad: Free-verse

Dyad

By Armando Ortiz

Dyad of butterflies

dancing in the air,

fluttering orange wings, 

in mid flight with gentle flare.

Dyad of butterflies,

under a summer sun,

floating by as in a song,

to a place unknown. 

Dyad of butterflies,

midday sun is bright,

the light making bare, 

watch how they take flight.

Dyad of butterflies,

coming and going,

with time to spare,

dancing along in midair.

Dyad of butterflies,

rising and falling,

pausing and swimming, 

blown along the air.

Dyad of butterflies,

open and close,

castaways sailing,

on shimmering waves.

Bryce Canyon National Park: A Hike into the Layers of Time and Mind

Bryce Canyon National Park: A Hike into the Layers of Time and Mind

By Armando Ortiz

Bryce Canyon National Park lies on the Colorado Plateau of the Four Corners region of the United States. It is part of a geological area called the Escalante Grand Staircase. This area includes Zion National Park and to the south the Grand Canyon, making it quite remote but also unique in many ways. It's called a staircase because there are different layers of rock and sediment that can be seen from the highest to lowest point, making it a geologist and camper's paradise. In other words, this area’s varying layers of land are exposed and it's like seeing the different layers of a cake that are up to ten thousand feet tall. There are many things one can do in this area like stargaze, camp and hiking of varying difficulties. The highest points of this geological area are found in Bryce Canyon. Bryce Canyon in other words is at the edge of a plateau that is about nine thousand feet above sea level. This men

Hiking Bryce Canyon is a preternatural experience. You start your hike at the parking area where you can take several short hikes that follow the edge of Bryce Canyon. These trails offer lots of shade and you can admire the various pine trees that coexist. Hiking down into a canyon you feel like walking down into an orange amphitheater. Monsoon rains will highlight the scents of the trees and bushes as you enter this world. You will be greeted by a pine that has grown in between the clay walls. You’ll look up to see branches extended a few feet above you.

If you let your mind wander you begin to see things that weren’t there before. Kachina figures carved on the mountains seem to stand erect. Mud heads watching along the trail, waiting for you to get distracted. Bear scratches on the giant walls seemed to have been marked by an ancient species. Grottoes of unknown weathered buddhas seem to have been there for hundreds of years, weathered and sunbathed, still standing. Yet, one has to be reminded that we are walking on sacred land.

You start wondering if milarepa was mingling with Paiute shamans. These geological wonders were once places to rest. Its shade provides respite from the sun. Then suddenly a chipmunk races across and to the top causing these delicate walls to crumble. You notice mangled pine roots grabbing on to cliff sides. Their dark and gnarled limbs contrasting the red earth. You suddenly might find yourself in a shaded niche of sorts. A quiet location where the grinding of seeds and medicine took place. Maybe during vision quests the stars were studied from that spot. The spires seem to watch your every move. The sun, whether it be a cloudy day, is strong.

One feels like walking in a labyrinth of tangerine and white pinnacles. Pine tree branches bent, 4 shaped limbs marking the way. You pass through the ruins of a desert palace made of adobe orange and red clay. You begin to wonder if the story of hoodoos is real or not. We stop in between an entrance and rest our bodies from the sun in the cool shade. Take a sip of water, because there isn't any anywhere. The sun bears down on your body making your skin sticky and wet. If it wasn’t for the trail signs we’d be like rodents finding the exit.

Your mind begins to wonder if these earth formations are the ruins of the Anasazi. Entry ways lead you to other openings. Pathways that were once hallways are dead ends. These labyrinths make you dizzy. Maybe the ancients that committed sins are dwelling here and intend to get us lost. There is a pause in the hike, and we look up, the sky is a deep blue, and puffy white clouds indicate flash floods in the distance.

Faces carved by nature and time appear from out of nowhere. Suddenly one of the pillars seems to be wearing a white fedora. Rhinoceros horns make tops of the white fins that outline the ridges within the canyon. The image of the Virgin Mary appears eroded on the cliffs. Maybe it is time to pray to the gods. Your legs get shaky, but it's the heat and the dizzying hike. You follow the people ahead of you hoping they know the way. You wonder if cloud tears had created this site, millennia of thunderstorms passing through, feeding every nook and cranny with water.

Following the path down leads you to the smallest theater in the world, and from there you might discover a weathered diorama to one’s imagination. Maybe if you are lucky you might hear the old song dedicated to the sun. Focus on following the signs and keep track of the distance. When in doubt stand about under the shade, someone is bound to pass by. Again, water is essential on this trail, so take sips as you go. As you begin to reemerge from this mysterious place, turn around, and admire the vastness of the place. Once people called this place home, and found their way out just like we did. You return to the rim of the canyon, and you begin to see more greenery. Walk to your car and look back down at the canyon, you were just down there. 

Zion National Park- Overstimulation: Resting in the Virgin River

Overstimulation: Resting in the Virgin River

By Armando Ortiz

In the heart of Zion National Park, amidst the towering canyons and desert landscapes, I found myself wading in the quiet waters of the Virgin River. As we submerged our bodies in the cool river, I began to reflect on life. It's so easy to get caught up multitasking and doing multiple things at once and how nature offers a welcome respite from the constant electronic overstimulation.

As I rested my body in the waters, I became captivated by the magical beauty surrounding me. I noticed different dragonflies hovering along the river’s edge, some iridescent shimmering in the sunlight, ruby red, blue topaz or pastel yellow. tiny fish began to nibble at my fingers. At that moment I realized that mountains weren’t simply triangular peaks but are also narrow canyons and flat mesas. Floating in the water I realized sandstone can be made up of a spectrum of oranges, with hot pinks and crimson reds bended like a layered velvet cake with hints of tangerine.

In the midst of this sacred place, I was reminded that rivers weren't always freezing cold. In the desert heat of Zion National Park, where temperatures soared to 115 degrees fahrenheit, the river’s 75 degree waters became a cooling sanctuary. Luckily I was not alone to enjoy these waters. Yeny was there with me. Other visitors were enjoying splashing into the waters. 

Being overstimulated by nature brings with it a serene experience, and as I moved my arms and legs in the water I wondered about the lives of those that once called this land home. Even more profound were the cottonwood trees lining the river, and watching its branches sway with the wind and its leaves switch from muted green to yellow green like tiny hands waving at everyone there. The cottonwood trees seemed to whisper secrets of the past, leaving me wondering about the lives of those who once called this place home and how they adapted to the environment. What materials did they use to build their homes? Where did they seek shelter and shade? Among the aspen or juniper trees? How did they navigate the intricate maze of the canyons? Could the alpine plateaus have been locations for the hunt? What vision quests did they embark upon? 

This is what you experience as you rest in the shallow waters of the Virgin River. It brought forth a flood of questions, eclipsing any answers offered by a search bar. It was both physical and intellectual stimulation that the river evoked, finding moments of peace as I moved my arms and legs through the water.

Resting in the Virgin River was more than just a physical experience. It was an experience of reflection and wonder. It opened my eyes to the magical beauty of nature and its ability to transport us through time and space. We left the river with a greater appreciation for the delicate balance of life and an insatiable curiosity about the past and the untold stories they held.

If you ever find yourself longing for a special connection with nature, and are open to consider history’s mysteries, I encourage you to dip your body in the Virgin River. Embrace the colors, the extreme elements, and listen to the whispers of the past, and let nature become the screen that over-stimulates your senses with its boundless wonders.

Zion National Park: Driving along the Canyons

Zion National Park: Driving along the Canyons

By Armando Ortiz

The word Zion is imbued with a sense of sacredness, like a land set aside for divine reasons and Zion National Park lives up to its divine name. Visiting a national park one can expect to be in awe of nature's beauty and a visit to this park goes beyond that expectation. Driving through the canyons of Zion National Park became an unforgettable experience. Entering the park and driving through the canyon took me through an array of memories. At one point I saw things from films I saw in my childhood, and at other times I was reminded of the ancient artifacts that I’ve seen in museums. At other times it seemed that the canyons contained all the images I'd come across up to that point in my life. I’ll briefly attempt to describe my experience.

As you drive the mind begins to work magic and things that probably aren’t there begin to emerge. No matter the time of day, the wonder of this park will have a visual impact. Driving along the edges of the park’s canyon, the majesty and greenery that contrasts with the reds and oranges begin to change. It's as if the sun's movement creates a prism of rich oranges. One begins to wonder if the mind is playing tricks on what we see. After a while, the walls turn into giant sphinxes, towers that inspired the great wall. As if Waldo all of a sudden began appearing in places you thought couldn’t. Except what we are looking at isn’t a book.

As you curve around the edge you see glimpses of petrified orange cream popsicles. This canyon is a geologic wonder veiled in mystery and every eye has its own interpretation. Everyone captures a unique angle of light and reflection Other points look like former Apache lookout posts weathered by the sun. One begins to wonder what the ancient people saw within these walls. Maybe what we see at a distance are abandoned Pioneer forts and homesteads of sandstone slabs. Possibly these canyons were carved out by extraterrestrials and these slabs are a sarcophagus of extinct giants. Coming down on a full moon and carving their wonder. These walls also tap into your own memories. You see a Darth Vader memorial frieze forever imprinted on a canyon relief. The drive becomes a meditating experience where you focus on the road, but let the mind's eye discover these mirages. Along or with others the drive becomes a unique individual experience.

As you continue winding up the canyon there is a bridge being carved away by time’s weathering seasons- completion dates unknown. The sun creates a shadow at the bottom of the canyon. I stopped the car and we got off. Cottonwood shrubs were protecting a creek. Ground squirrels scurrying for cover get your attention. Along the cliffs, at a distance you notice eroded Babylonian griffins, specks to the thunderbird faces one sees stamped on tops of layer mesas. One is reminded of all those museum visits one has taken. It's as if one undergoes a review of all that one has seen.

You pull aside, park your car to take a break, and step out to walk a bit and you see the images of wild horses galloping across plateaus carved on the cliff sides. You might identify other images and discover other carvings. Our mind becomes the hands that discover these mirages. The heat at times becomes overwhelming and you take a drink of water. Water intake becomes important. Nearby, in between the clay layered slots, remnants of spaceships that crashed on the sides of the towers can be glimpsed. These canyons are home to a multitude of animals we probably won't see under the midday sun. Deer emerge later in the day along with smaller mammals. Dragonflies cross your path reminding you that at the bottom of the canyon runs water.

Zion National Park is a place imbued with sacredness. It's a special place that will leave you wondering how something so beautiful could be nature's work. The park’s ease of access allows you to explore its canyons and drive through the park and stop along the way. The vistas here are magical and at times make you have a deep sense of spiritual connection to the land. It's a visit that you will remember for the rest of your life.

Wandering Wonder: Free-verse Piece

Wandering Wonder

By Armando Ortiz

Wandering soul of wonder, 

under the noon sun splendor.

Meandering through the summer, 

inside a jacaranda temple.

A gentle river in late september, 

cooling our feet from a day’s labor.

I close my eyes to open them again, 

and feel the season’s tenor.

The next moment seems frozen, 

her touch is forever tender.

An easterly breeze sweeps, 

making trees sway gentle. 

Crater Lake National Park: Road Trips from Los Angeles

Crater Lake National Park: Road Trips from Los Angeles

By Armando Ortiz

Crater Lake National Park: Nature’s Geologic Wonder Awaits

Situated in South Central Oregon among pine forests that stretch far and wide lies a breathtaking wonder: Crater Lake National Park. Once a giant volcano that surpassed all others in the American Northwest, this park now offers waterfalls, lakes, rivers and creeks surrounding this ancient caldera. If you’re in search of a National Park adventure that unveils geologic wonders and mysterious lakes, this post is made for you. Let’s delve into what you will and might see and discover if you embark on a trip to this captivating destination.

The Road Trip: Unveiling Nature’s Magic

Driving to Crater Lake is easier than it looks, and the drive promises something magical as you drive through diverse landscapes. Road trips have a certain magic to them that cannot be replicated with air travel. Starting the seven hundred mile road trip from Los Angeles, you take the i-5 freeway north. Soon you’ll be driving through the San Joaquin Valley that’s peppered with agricultural towns and golden rolling hills. As you approach Sacramento there might be some traffic, but soon you continue your drive along what seems to be an endless valley. 

Progressing further north, the landscape begins to change and you see oak trees along the edge of the highway, as you continue on it becomes a mix of oaks and pines. At Redding, pines begin to paint the land a deep green, and this will be a good place to stock up on groceries and gas.

At a distance you’ll begin to see the majestic snow capped Mount Shasta, California’s own version of Mt. Fuji. Once you drive past Weed, CA you will take the 97 which will take you northeast. As you keep driving you’ll see views of Mt Shasta and appreciate its grandeur. Driving through the tiny town of Dorris, CA you’ll cross into the Klamath Lakes of Oregon, and be ever so nearer to Crater Lake.

Admire the lake, and consider that thousands of years ago the lake was more than ten times the size than it is today. More recently the lake was mostly drained to have agriculture be a more viable enterprise for the Americans that settled there in the late 1800s to early 1900s. The town of Klamath Falls will be a good place to fill up on gas and get some snacks or buy some ice for your cooler. You continue north and keep driving along what seems like the edge of an endless waters edge until you begin a long stretch of pine forest and reach Highway 138.  

Campgrounds and Water Wonders: Nature’s Bounty

As you approach Crater Lake National Park many campgrounds await, though you must make sure to have made your reservation months ahead of time. To the north and along the edge of Diamond Lake are three campgrounds: Broken Arrow, Thielsen View and Diamond Lake. To the west and southwest,  along highway 62 you’ll find campgrounds along the creeks that feed into the Rogue River: Mill Creek, River Bridge, Natural Bridge, Abbott Creek and Union Creek Campgrounds. The park itself has two campgrounds. The true magic of this entire area lies in its creeks, rivers, lakes and waterfalls, but be prepared for mosquitos and bugs by bringing bug spray. 

We camped at Diamond Lake campground and had lakeside views. Along this campground, various activities are available for you. Rent paddle boats, fishing boats, or kayaks to explore the lake. An easy and mostly flat bicycle road follows the lake’s edge, making it a tranquil ride within the forest. The campground store offers freshly made pizza, decadent ice cream and handcrafted sandwiches.

The Crater: Awe-Inspiring Views Await

Once at Crater Lake prepare to be spellbound by the wonders of its rim. Every side of its rim has awesome panorama views of Mt Shasta and the Klamath Mountains that add to the magic of the place. Along the road are waterfalls that are very cold for you to cool off and dip your feet in, but be sure to wear sunscreen because the sun is intense. 

Taking a short hike to the crater’s rim rewards you with breathtaking views of Wizard Island set against the deep blue waters. Hiking down to the water's edge gives you a chance of diving into the cold waters and is highly recommended. Once you come out of the water you will feel refreshed. If you decide to take a dive make sure to open your eyes to see the mesmerizing blue glow that envelops you.

Exploration and Wonder: An Adventure Worthwhile

You can spend more than one day hiking and backpacking around the crater that range from easy to strenuous. When we were there the southeastern section of the lake was closed for road repairs, so try to get as much information on road conditions as you enter the park. The visitor center has a cafeteria offering fast food options like sandwiches, hotdogs, and chicken tenders. We bought some chicken tenders, along with some cold drinks and had lunch under the shade of some majestic pine trees.

Meeting a park ranger you’ll learn more about the park’s history. Crater Lake was once a 12,000 foot tall volcano named Mount Mazama by scientists today. Its eruption cut away a mile’s worth of height from its top which made it the caldera we call Crater Lake. From a distance, snow-covered volcanoes like Mt. Shasta stand in silent majesty on the California side.

Conclusion: Embrace the Magical Mystery

Crater Lake National Park is a place that has an amazing geologic history with an environment that is perfect to enjoy in the Summers. The drives through the surrounding forest and edge of the caldera make a visit here worthwhile. Whether you bring your family, gather your friends, or set off on a solo escape, Crater Lake’s magic awaits- an adventure well worth embracing.

Fields of Flowers

Fields of Flowers

By Armando Ortiz

Amids fields of white flowers, 

A spectacle of nature unfolds.

They become floating clouds of wonder,

Adorning the landscape they unfold.

As you walk along the path, 

Butterflies gracefully flutter by.

Their delicate wings, a colorful contrast, 

Catch the sunlights, reaching the sky.

The wind dances with playful glee, 

Taking the butterflies out yonder.

Their journey, a whimsical spree, 

As they explore and wander.

In this picturesque scene so serene, 

Nature’s beauty dances with delight.

Fields of white, a dreamlike sheen, 

Creating a magical sight.

The floating clouds of petals sway, 

Carried by the gentle breeze. 

A symphony of colors in display, 

Nature’s masterpiece to appease.

So, wander along the path of dreams, 

Where white flowers and butterflies unite.

Let the wonders of nature’s themes, 

Fill your heart with sheer delight.

Campos de Flores Blancas

Por Armando Ortiz

En los campos de flores blancas, 

Nace un espectaculo divino.

Se vuelven nubes flotantes de maravilla,

Vistiendo el paisaje como un destino.

Al caminar por el sendero,

Mariposas revolotean con esplendor. 

Sus alas delicadas, un contraste certero, 

Atrapan la luz del sol, alcanzando el cielo en su fulgor.

El viento danza con alegria jugetona, 

Llevando a las mariposas hacia lo lejano.

Su viaje, una travesia caprichosa, 

Mientras exploran y deambulan sin engano.

En esta escena pintoresca y serena, 

La belleza de la naturaleza danza con deleite.

Campos de blanco resplandecen sin pena, 

Creando un espectaculo magico que excita.

Las nubes flotantes de petalos se mecen, 

Acariciadas por la brisa suave.

Una sinfonia de colores aparece,

Obra maestra de la naturaleza, un suave enclave.

Asi que vaga por el sendero de ensueno,

Donde flores blancas y mariposas se unen.

Deja que las maravillas de los temas de la naturaleza,

Llenen to corazon de pura alegria, 

donde el amor se inmotraliza en cada lienzo y  cada verso.