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The mountain is almost devoid of bright color, especially since we have had little snow and no rain this spring.
The cactus are still the bright spots on the lower mountain.
Tucked away under a larger Cholla Cactus, the hedgehog lives, in and out of the sun.
On my climb today I found the first wildflowers of the season.
Now, perhaps the Scarlet Hedgehog Cactus is not considered a wildflower, but in my book, it counts, and this is my book.
This particular cactus was just next to another that was about to burst into twenty to thirty blooms, which I hope to shoot next weekend. This was found at the start of my walk at 6,500 ft or so. I have to say that I was so taken by the bright red flowers that I stopped my hike and ended up sitting down in the trail trying to compose a nice close up shot. Next week I hope to get the larger grouping.
After climbing nearly 2,000 additional feet, I almost missed this next flower, but the yellow caught my eye. It sits on the top of a solid wall of granite, finding a toehold in a crack in the rock.
The flower is from the mustard family, called Fendler’s Bladderpod. It is very very small, about the size of a third of a dime, if that. Once again, I found myself on the ground will all thoughts of a quick climb a distant memory.
I ended up taking 17 different images of this flower, primarily because in the macro mode I can’t really see how sharp the image is in the view finder. I hope that quantity will ultimately produce one or two images of quality.
During the two minutes of exposures, the plant had a visitor that I was able to capture at what I consider the perfect moment.
Here you can see one of our Alien species, visiting a flower during a refueling mission.
Next, it gets down to business, the business of refueling.
I’m also going to add a quote for the day here, something I just discovered that has what I consider a very sloppy translation that can be found all over the web. I think that this is a more accurate version:
Learn to see, that’s the whole secret of natural studies.
George Sand pseudonym for Amantine Lucile Aurore Dupin, later Baroness Dudevant (1804-1876)
Granted, I have no knowledge of French, but for those who do, here is the original. Apprendre à voir, voilà tout le secret des études naturelles.
I’ve tried to memorialize this tree several times this week but the light just was not right. This evening, bright sun with a background of gray clouds helped, but it’s still not as good as the real thing.
No April fool’s joke, this, another amazing sky sculpture shot from my balcony.
Larger panorama here (click to enlarge after loading) – and even that could have included a lot more sky. The panorama shows over 100 miles from north to south. This view shows about fifty miles north to south, and the mountain is 65 miles away.
It’s wildflower season in Arizona and despite the fact that hey have not had much rain, the road to Globe did not disappoint.
My daughter had a few hours left to her own devices while she was “hiding” from her mother in order to surprise her at her birthday dinner in the evening. Daughter and I did a quick pick up after Mom got dropped off to go house hunting with our son.
Although there was a high overcast, and the wind was blowing way more than was necessary to try and shoot flowers, the day did not turn out a total bust. While I have a host of blurred images from the photo shoot, a few turned out quite well.
by David Alan
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