“On a Saturday morning, we stood with Gary Perez at the edge of what in more recent years has come to be called Aquarena Springs. There was a sense that time had been suspended, or that somehow, all times were happening at once. Preparations were being made for a 4,000 year old ceremony—Gary supervised his son, Camaran, as he bound the deer hide to form the drum. A glass-bottomed tour boat passed by, and the breeze carried the sound of respirators as a scuba instructor coached his class on breathing techniques.” Read more from Our Desired Future