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I step across some rocks in a patch of plants (maidenhair ferns, I think) under which a dark blue stream trickles vigourously

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07092-cornfield-spring.jpg Looking north from the south side of the wash near Cornfield Spring, toward the old water pipe that leads to KelsoThumbnailsSitting here in deep shade pumping water from Cornfield Spring makes me feel like I'm somewhere other than the Mojave DesertLooking north from the south side of the wash near Cornfield Spring, toward the old water pipe that leads to KelsoThumbnailsSitting here in deep shade pumping water from Cornfield Spring makes me feel like I'm somewhere other than the Mojave DesertLooking north from the south side of the wash near Cornfield Spring, toward the old water pipe that leads to KelsoThumbnailsSitting here in deep shade pumping water from Cornfield Spring makes me feel like I'm somewhere other than the Mojave DesertLooking north from the south side of the wash near Cornfield Spring, toward the old water pipe that leads to KelsoThumbnailsSitting here in deep shade pumping water from Cornfield Spring makes me feel like I'm somewhere other than the Mojave DesertLooking north from the south side of the wash near Cornfield Spring, toward the old water pipe that leads to KelsoThumbnailsSitting here in deep shade pumping water from Cornfield Spring makes me feel like I'm somewhere other than the Mojave Desert

A big smooth rock here provides a convenient place to sit. I get out my filter and quietly, meditatively, pump enough water to almost fill my 10-litre water bag with the cool water from the Cornfield Spring stream.