Today I drove 90 minutes to the Anza Borrego Desert for a photo safari with a camera I paid way too much money for. But who cares when the flowers are popping like this? Above, a crimson-tipped ocotillo.
I'm always amazed at what winter rains can do to a desert floor.
I must have checked out hundreds of this type of cactus. This was the only one that had a bloom on it.
I was driving up a mountain road on the way home. Suddenly, something yellow caught the corner of my eye. I screeched to a stop and scrambled up the rock face. Literally, this was the only thing in bloom as far as the eye could see on this desolately beautiful moonscape. I think it's an agave plant.
Barrel cactus in bloom.
Technically, there are no flowers on this ocotillo. But who needs flowers with this kind of light?
You want flowers? I'll show you flowers. Check out the bloom on this ocotillo.