Flowers in the Dirt
Right now, there’s a whole lot one could say about drought, lack of rain, fires to the right, fires to the left, there are days when it can look nothing short of downright gloomy. Â Some days it can almost feel like the end of the world.
On another note, it’s been a good month in a lot of other ways. Â I’ve been able to get a lot done around this place, tedious stuff, assorted fix-its, needed gutters, plastering, nothing terribly exciting, but solid in every respect. Â Add to that, a new website almost finished, ready to be launched soon, hopefully before we take off for Denver. Â On these 100 degree days, when it is only possible to work outdoors early in the morning or late afternoon/evening, computers make a whole lot of sense, making it possible to work in the cool of the indoors.
The bleak, grayed-out Â landscape doesn’t offer much photographically, Mexico looks pretty much the same, no dance group to photograph, you could call it sort of a photographic drought as well. Â But ultimately I remember that if I look deep enough, there is always beauty to be found. Â And since I’m not particularly a person who likes to document the downside of human existence, that’s not to say that I”m not willing, there are times when that is needed, but for the most part, I prefer subject matter that touches beauty, that which is uplifting.
For the first time in months, there are clouds from the southeast, lots of them yesterday. Â That’s a hopeful sign for advent of the monsoon season. Â But after years of living here, you never trust, you may hope and wish, but trust in the predictability of an abundant monsoon. Â That is asking too much. Â It has to rain, that is the only way one can know for sure.
In the midst of the June landscape, there is always one dependable source that I can count on – “Flowers.” Â Some flourish in the parched ground, far removed from any source of water, others hang closer to the house, where the drip irrigation system periodically replenishes them. Â They’re like friends that remind you, that despite how bad things can look, to stop and look beyond the big and obvious, Â the overwhelming and that there is something beautiful to behold. Â It’s kind of like life, when in times of family squabbles, political ridiculousness, friends deserting you, that in spite of it all, you are OK and that your life can be a thing of beauty.
And so having said all that, here’s an assortment of flower images taken over the last month and a half.
|The Gallardias and Larkspurs are predictable through the dryness of June.|
|As our the prickly pear cactus blooms.|
|With their spiny stems, the Prickly Poppies are always visible.|
|Dahlias prefer it close to the house.|
|And the Roses, hardier than anyone suspects|
|Black and white or color, easy in the digital age.|
|And perhaps my favorite, these minature Roses.|