BADLANDS - Landscape Retexture

Greetings, fellow wastelanders!  I come bearing textures.  What initially started as a personal project to re-color a handful of landscape textures pretty quickly ballooned into the monstrosity you see arrayed before you.  Originally intended for use with Spiffyskytrooper's excellent Dustbowl Overhaul, I ended up diversifying the textures and tweaking them so that they'd look good with just about any other landscape setup, from vanilla to crazy Fungal Forests.

As this was, and pretty much still is, a personal pet project, there may be some irregularities of texture size, visible seams, incompleteness, and other such jank.  If you feel inspired to fix something that strikes you as broken, by all means go for it.  Hit me up and (if I like 'em) I'll add your alterations to the main file.  ... But I will not respond to requests to alter anything whatsoever.  Swapping around textures is ludicrously simple; if you see something you'd do differently, do it differently yourself.  This mod is presented as-is.

What it's All About

Once upon a time, I worked for the Navajo Nation Department of Fish & Wildlife as a field agent.  My job took me all over the Dinétah (the  Diné home country between Sis Naajinį́, Tsoodzil, Dook'o'ooshį́į́, and Dibé Nitsaa, that fills the gap in the United States at the junction of Arizona, New Mexico, Colorado, and Utah, and completely surrounding Hopiland) plus some of the Checkerboard region chewed out of Zuniland to the south, and quite a lot of the surrounding US-occupied territory.  The Dinétah is a diverse land, covering all sorts of terrain from badlands proper to dune-fields, dry prairie, canyons, piñon-juniper scrub, ponderosa woods, sage flats, riverside thickets, rock scree, and everything in between.  Though I now live in a green and fertile corner of the world where it rains all year round, the desert landscape still has its hooks in me.  It was comforting in a wistful way to note how much my memories of yucca moths, blown sand, and the song of the canyon wren were roused by fooling around with ground textures for an aging video-game.  But they were, and I've been dreaming again recently of the smell of sagebrush after a summer thunderstorm.

Though this is undoubtedly a trivial matter, the landscapes of that place were in my thoughts as I put the mod together, influencing choices of color and texture in the composition of this imaginary world.  Much of who we are is an expression of the specific character of the place we inhabit.  The personality of the land and the personality of the human are of a piece, as a body is to one of its cells.

The cool shade on the west side of a sandstone boulder in the hour after the sun rises.  Mariposa lillies blooming out of a gravel pavement far as the eye can see.  In-law chasers running before the sandstorm.  Days so hot all the ants go underground before noon.