The theme for this month's Picture This Photo Contest at Gardening Gone Wild is "The End of the Line." I haven't participated recently, and wasn't planning to make the effort this time. But often opportunities are handed to us when we're not expecting them. Every day when I have walked the dogs this week, I have marveled at the delicate white roses blooming on the corner down the street. We go for our walks in the late afternoon, just before dusk starts settling in, so there is a gentle light illuminating their white petals. Yesterday I realized I had forgotten yet again to take my camera along, so when we got home I grabbed it and went back to the roses. Up close they were even more beautiful, in all stages of growth. There were a few at that oh-so-fragile point when their petals begin to wilt and droop before dropping off to the ground below: the end of the line. Rather than looking forlorn, this one had a dignified grace about it, a softening before the final fade.
So much has been said and sung of beautiful young girls,
why don't somebody wake up to the beauty of old women?
~ Harriet Beecher Stowe
Psst.... I thought I would also share one at a younger stage, for comparison:
As promised, here are photos from our weekend camping trip in Anza-Borrego Desert State Park (in Coyote Canyon, for those who might know the area). I'm including a handful of my favorites and you can see more in the slideshow below. I enjoyed the cacti and other plants, as they differ from what we are used to in the east Mojave desert. I have always loved ocotillo, but this is the first time I've ever seen them up close.
As you can see, we had amazing weather; absolutely clear, mid-80s during the day and mid-50s at night, and an occasional,just-right light breeze. The sky was an unbelievably deep blue. We were serenaded by an owl as we lay in our cozy tent to go to sleep, and the desert was aglow all night from the light of the nearly-full moon. I serendipitously awoke at 4:30am to witness it slip silently behind the hills. Simply magical.
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(I apologize if there are any issues with this slideshow - experimenting with Flickr)
People usually consider walking on water or in thin air a miracle. But I think the real miracle is not to walk either on water or in thin air, but to walk on earth. Every day we are engaged in a miracle which we don't even recognize: a blue sky, white clouds, green leaves, the black, curious eyes of a child -- our own two eyes. All is a miracle.
There aren't many hours left on this Cactus Monday, but I'm squeaking in with this barrel cactus from our trip to Anza-Borrego over Halloween weekend. Will have more photos to post this week. Happy Cactus Monday, everyone! For more Cactus Monday delights, visit Teri's Painted Daisies.
The empty vessel giveth a greater sound than the full barrel.
We went camping in Anza-Borrego Desert State Park over the weekend, so I'm sharing this cholla with its appropriate bit of spider web decoration for Halloween. As the deep blue sky (not Photoshopped) indicates, we had absolutely gorgeous weather, and the almost-full moon was spectacular. I'm hoping to find the time to share more photos later in the week. In the meantime, Happy Cactus Monday, everyone! Visit Teri's Painted Daisies for more cactus beauty.
A wisp of gossamer, about the size and substance of a spider's web.
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