My rabbit friend has found a mate. Interesting that they were pulling down creosote branches, probably to nibble the flowers. Creosote has toxic roots to keep other plants away, when it rains it has a heavy scent, and the bush has medicinal properties, so strange that the blossoms would be tasty. This link has some beautiful photos, and a few fascinating facts:
Creosote is the most drought-tolerant plant in North America. It can live with no rain at all for more than two years.
It clones itself. Using radiocarbon dating, one shrub in the Sonoran desert near Yuma, Arizona is thought to be 18,000 years old.1
The rabbits were also nibbling on my Mexican Primrose, which has bubbled over its allotted area. (See his nose, dusted in pollen.) They detected the snap of my camera when I sneaked out to the outdoor deck, however, and scurried out of the yard. (I must learn to use that privacy option which eliminates the click.)
The octopus agaves in the neighborhood are flowering. (See photo left.) That dates the houses, as the plants live 10 to 15 years. Unfortunately, the bloom means that they will soon die, and the professional gardeners will take them out, so that the tiny cactuses that spring up along the trunk from the flowers shall be buried in a landfill.
The prickly pear in my yard is blooming coral. (See above.) I also took photos of the yellow flowers on my neighbor’s purple prickly pear and an ocotillo down the street which is exploding in blossoms.
Friday evening went to the Tohono Chul gallery in the park for the opening of Metal, Stone & Wood. A friend’s daughter, Kerstin Dale2, who is a Grand Canyon river guide in the summer and art instructor at Prescott College in the winter, was in the exhibit along with dozens of others, but her work stood out.
Kerstin Dale’s plywood sculptural works are translations of her concern for the ecological changes in the Grand Canyon and the Colorado River, where she spends much of her time throughout the year.
“The Plywood Series is a reflection of the rich visual environment in the Desert Southwest, from the horizontal lines in the Painted Desert, to the bottom of the Grand Canyon where the Colorado River builds waves that crash and flow around rocks carving the canyon. This environment is my home; each twist, bind, and layer of the plywood is a reflection of our precious land” -Kirstin Dale