Fire in the sky

I don’t know what it is about Arizona, but the sunrise and sunset is like nothing I see anywhere else. Truly fire in the sky.

The sunset the other night was a great one, and I was prepared with my camera. Sometimes when we go walking in the evening I’ll leave my camera behind. Often times I miss being able to photograph the setting sun. This night, I could tell by the clouds that the recipe for a good sunset was happening. And I was prepared.

It’s a good thing Al is patient. He just waits for me to take all my photos, then we head back home.

Yesterday morning I looked out the window and saw the colors starting for a good sunrise. I climbed the little hill behind us, and watched it unfold, taking photos.

And this was pretty interesting, for me anyway. On my morning walk the other day I found this saguaro that had fallen over, and by the looks of it, recently. It was still green and pretty much intact. I was fascinated to see the top of it. It was covered with what looked like tiny white pom poms. They were so fluffy and soft looking.

It also had the very start of an arm, and it had the white pom poms too. This is certainly something you don’t see since these guys are so dang tall.

It seems like there is something new to find everyday. If you look anyway.