|Phoenix Desert Botanic Garden Plant Sale|
Phoenicians seem to be early risers who like to be out and about, hiking, biking, walking and plant hunting, looking, for the most part, like people who have had the air let out of them, unlike most of the people I see at my regular location on the planet.
I can not remember the last time I enjoyed something as much as I did the walk through the Desert Botanical Garden.
I've long had an affection for redrock, developed long ago from my first exposure in Utah.
|A Red Cardinal Standing Cactus Guard|
I saw several Roadrunners, aka Paisanos, running about today. I think the Paisanos may have been chasing the dozens of jackrabbits who scurried about chasing the dozens of quails.
Nothing seemed to be chasing the red cardinal you see in the picture perched on a cactus in front of a big mound of redrock.
When we first entered the garden my sister and I had the place, for the most part, to ourselves. That did not last long.
I don't remember if I've mentioned previously my interest in Native American culture.
Today I got to grind mesquite seeds in the Apache way. I do not know what I was supposed to make with my supply of ground up mesquite seeds. Maybe bread.
The above is an example of an Apache domicile. To me it looks as if this abode would be a bit of a fire hazard.
This particular Saguaro silhouetted against the Phoenix sky looks as if it may be making an obscene gesture. A lot of the Saguaros seem to be of a similar mind. I won't share the description my sister used for many of the various cactus shapes. Suffice to say it was a male oriented description. Maybe that would be better worded to say it was a description with a male orientation.
Let's leave the Desert Botanical Garden and go to another part of Papago Park to walk through a hole in the redrock in another blogging.