Deadvlei is the land between. In a valley between the red dunes, the dessicated white clay pan is a relic of more prosperous times. The camelthorn trees at Deadvlei grew as the result of a flood and have remained suspended in time ever since – a forest of scorched tree skeletons.
In the Namib, the winds control everything. They are whispering narrators that govern the brutality of the coastline, set the shape and form of the ancient dune field, and affected slow evolutionary selection of plant and animal species.
As part of the Skeleton Coast National Park system, these winds are the creators of brutal coastal conditions. The winds are also life-giving: blowing fog from the coast as a water source and plant and animal debris as a food source for adapted species. The closer one looks, the more it becomes apparent that the winds are the breath of life, dispersing seeds to propagate new life, shifting the dunes and serving the constancy of this ancient landscape at the same time.
Desert survival is a miracle – and the species here are totems of the brilliance of existence. The closer you look, the more the desert astounds. For example, the white-flowered rogeria has a wooden seed pod with two compartments. The outer layer of the pod opens and seeds are dispersed, but it takes survival a lot more seriously than that. The inner compartment only releases its seeds once it disintegrates, which can be decades later.