Tracy @ White Sands National Park, NM

To my knowledge, Tracy never visited White Sands. She'd have found the general lack of shade daunting, but she'd have liked the craziness of it. Out in the middle of nowhere there are suddenly white dunes of sugary sand. White. Not off-white. White.

White Sands went from national monument to national park around 2018.

I did manage to find her a little tree to keep her out of the sun. His name was Joshua.

Imagined dialogue::

Bob: "Hello little tree. What is your name?"

Tree: "Joshua."

Bob: "That's a funny name for a yucca, isn't it?"

Tree: "It's aspirational."