There is something about nature that is inherently beautiful—from the green of the forest to the brown of the dessert or from the white of the mountains to the blue of the sea. We love the colors and we love the differing landscapes. We love the peace we feel when we are “out in nature”. But mostly we just love the beauty of nature. That beauty is something that we try to hold onto even as we bulldoze over it to make room for our 3200 sq ft. suburban home. It is ironic that even as we impose our own will on nature, we still try to hold onto a little piece of that nature. We want it there as a reminder of the beauty that is nature—we need that peace and beauty in our “meaningless consumer-driven lives.”
I have never found the desert landscape as beautiful as the green of the forests, but the more time I have spent there I have come to appreciate the subtle beauty of the desert. Because of the sparse vegetation in the desert, they seem to feel a need to preserve what little vegetation they have. The way that remnant of nature blends in with its manmade surroundings provides some beautiful contrast.