It's trail time. I'm leaving the city behind.
The sky is forever
The contrast of shadow and light
Alternating cool and hot-white
Play on fractured rocks as old as time.
Too fast for my camera:Ground squirrels and song birds
And bold little hummingbirds
Unknown things that rustle the undergrowthas we pass by.
The beautiful dayis the early Sonoran Spring
too soon for wildflowers
but bursting with lifeand beauty
too subtle for some to appreciate.
They look at the open landscapeand say,
"It's just desert..."
It is. It really is.
And we'll be back.
