Page 12a: Sonorifics


THE BLOOMING DESERT

Dedicated to Desert Joe / Dem Wüstensepp gewidmet

Walter A. Aue, April 2001


Time to say Good Bye to the Sonora Desert, time to go home to Nova Scotia. And time to pull together the remaining photographs...
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. You guessed it: A paloverde with its photosynthetic bark

Our old Pal

. Sure, that tree could stand in Nova Scotia. But it doesn't. It stands in Madera Canyon, near Green Valley, Arizona.

Gesture #1

. That picture comes from Arizona, clearly: In Nova Scotia you would never find an open roof...

Gesture #2

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. Yes, I cheated. On all three pictures of this row. And it's not the day of the Triffids, it's just the season of the ocotillo.

Triffids

. Right, you have seen another shot of this canvas. Another shot, another color.

Red-hot spring

. Looks familiar? Correct. But how did I cheat?

Moon over Globe

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. Yes, we did catch the end of the blooming desert. And spectacular it was, too. " Wall of Flowers", the "Docent" of Kitt Peak called it...

Wall of flowers

. We also caught the beginning of the cactus bloom. Not King Saguaro yet, but Prickly Pear and Company.

Blooming cactus

. In the Saguaro Park West

The desert waves good bye

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. Few desert plants are scented. The Creosote Bush - " the smell of the desert" - is. For desert animals, try the Javelina.

The smell of the desert

. At least I think it's an Agave. Never trust the botany of a chemist. In fact, never trust a chemist...

Agave

. No, it didn't attack me. Which is more than I can say of the Jumpin' Chollas

Attack of the Triffid

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. Saguaros are gentlemen. Quite unlike Jumpin' Chollas. The make you fell sad you have to leave them.

Saguaro GoodBye

. Well, sort of. It was actually all fogged in when we arrived.

Nova Scotia Welcome

. A memory that will stay with us...

Memory

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