I honestly hope no one is getting tired of desert photos, and sunshine. I wish I could send this sunshine to all my friends across the country who are knee deep in cold and snow. But this is as good as I can do. Since we are back in our little spot outside of Quartzsite for a few days, I have to share all the tiny little flowers that are blooming here now. How anything so delicate and beautiful can grow in such a harsh environment, is beyond me.
Perseverance, plain and simple. And isn’t there a great lesson to be learned here?
Most of the flowers in this post are no bigger than a dime. Some, slightly smaller. But they are so delicate and beautiful a midst this rocky and arid terrain.
I can only guess at how fleeting they are too. These tiny daisy’s started to curl not 12 hours after I first saw them.
I love these purple flowers. The center is a vibrant yellow, and is so beautiful against the deep purple color.
I didn’t even notice this tiny bug until I got this image on my computer. I love surprises like that.
Do you persevere and bloom no matter what life throws at you? It’s not always easy to find the good in ourselves, or our surroundings when the going gets rocky.
This little flower looks like it’s made from lace. A little smaller than a dime, but there are several of them blooming right now.
This image really tells a story in perseverance. Notice the dead cholla cactus in the back ground, the dried weeds, but the flowers are there anyway. Pushing up through all that for a moment of glory in the sun.
We went for an evening walk the other night and I took my camera. The sun was setting, the colors were perfect, and the desert is full of interesting shapes. Like this piece of old weathered wood. The swirls, the textures, so cool.
This is a close up of a rock, but could just as easy be the picture of deep canyons. The rocks here just split apart in the most amazing ways. They have been here for millions of years, can you imagine what they have seen?
We sat outside on the night of the full moon, and worked on our moon tans. LOL. I love a full moon for the magic it brings, and the wonderful light it casts all through the night. I was awake in the middle of the night and looking out the window by my head. The breeze was wonderful and fresh on my skin, the world was lit up with moon beams, and I was content.
All I could here was the sound of my wind chime that hangs by my front door. The hubby made this from an old purse frame we found, some rusted stuff, and tin cones he fashioned from some rusty tin cans. Of course I had to add old trade beads. I love the sound this makes in the breeze.
The next morning the moon was setting in the west, but still an awesome sight.
Sunday evening we had an early and quick dinner so we could go for a hike. Evenings are by far the best here. The sun is low and makes everything just look golden.
Our shadows were long too. Just before I took this picture, we had scared up a small group of 10 deer. 3 bucks, 3 babies, and some does. Talk about persevering in a tough place.
We walked down a wash that had a lot of wild flowers. This flower was by far the very best one. I had to look this one up. It’s called a ghost flower.
This is one bad ass looking cactus. But look at the beautiful flower it produces.
I try to persevere in my life, no matter how rocky the terrain may get. I look for the good and the positive, in every part of my world. I found this hole, that some critter had dug into the sandy soil. I was thrilled to see the shape of a heart. And look at the tiny, tiny, flower in the center. Magical.
And then my awesome hubby found, “The best rock ever!” It is now proudly a part of my yard art.
What do you do to keep going, to persevere when the going gets rocky?