I’ve been home in Yarnell this weekend and it feels like summer. (Especially compared to the snow on the North Rim.)
Every where I turned something caught my eye.
Or caught my pants.
What a beautiful world we live in.
From the small and unusual…
…to a tiny hidden alcove of usual desert plants.
We can look down on the world from above,
or look up at the sky from below.
As life scurries along,
I just want to enjoy it all.
The sun reflects on one flower,
and barely finds another.
The old stalks may lean towards the earth…
…while the young reach for the sky.
And water gathers in the draw…
…providing a playground.