Desert Marilyn, Reno to Death Valley

"I feel as though it's all happening to someone right next to me. I'm close, I can feel it, I can hear it, but it isn't really me."

-- Marilyn Monroe 

I saw her on the side of the road blowing in the breeze next to an open garage while driving through Death Valley. With a mixture of excitement and bittersweet sadness (you're everywhere, Marilyn), I jumped out of the car, camera in hand. MM always pops. Even on a cheap blanket held up by clothespins. The town's population, though I'm not certain, must be under 400. 400 plus one lonely Marilyn Monroe blanket. But right now, in the year 2012, she's keeping someone warm, which is really very nice of her.