This collection of photos is a brief tour of a few dwellings in Arizona. They are all reachable in a single day from Phoenix, yet somehow the ease of our travel makes us deaf to the sheer magnitude of these accomplishments. I can never pass another wall of stones and not hear the sounds of construction. It will be a joy to hear the shouts of El Giza, the singing of Machupicchu, the cadence of the Great Wall of China, and the whispers of Easter Island. Archaeologists have facts and figures gleaned from rubble, yet I imagine the past as if yesterday, juniper fires baking chapatis, barking dogs, and joyful shouts of children playing the game of wall building where small pieces are critical in the balance of the whole. There is so much to see and hear past the silence.