“You are from somewhere if you know the names and stories of the hills, the springs, and the mountains. If you can name the plants and the animals on it.
You are from somewhere if you dream of it in the night, and think about it during the day. When your sweat and tears have mixed with the rains to bring life from the dry earth.
You are from somewhere, when you defend it with every ounce of your energy.”
— Indiana Nez, Western Navajo defenders against Black Mesa coal mining
The mist hovers dense and low over Little Lake Valley, especially on clear nights with light winds. The condensed vapor forms due to the interaction of the damp wetlands air with stored heat radiating up from the ground. It is a version of what in the Central Valley is called “tule fog,” thus named for the tule grass wetlands that covered roughly four million acres of the valley, until roughly 90 percent were sacrificed to the Progress of Man — in the form of ranches and roads — beginning in the 18th century.
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