It seems impossible that such a place could exist. As I move amongst these craggy towers that rise out of a shallow salty lake, I feel like I am walking through both the beginning and the end of time.
I turn a corner where some of the tufa towers have crumbled and others still stand up, gangly and unlikely.
Few people make their way around this corner. Solitude and slowness feel right here. Here, a quick stop and vocal exclamations of appreciation would have only skimmed the surface of the salty lake before disappearing into the abyss of oos and ahs.
It seems more like the scenery is asking its visitors to be quiet and still; to appreciate it through awareness of the salty alkaline water that provides more life than you might imagine, the bumpy haphazard limestone columns that make you wonder, “Why?”, the mountains that surround the lake that are covered with glaciers that remind you of how this all began.
And as I finally turn around, my mouth is still silent, but I feel the words pulsating in my heart, “Yes, this earth is full of infinite wonder.”
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