Can you spot the bee?
I love nature. I adore nature. Nature can be tame and wild at the same time; the changing of seasons tell of the character of the nature phenomena that is the vegetation covering of the earth. Living in Arizona has taught me to become visually alert. The only time I know it is spring is by looking at the fusion of blooming cacti and wild flowers. When it is officially spring in Tucson, the temperatures are those of summer so I call it summer. Last year was tough because I spent most of my time at work in an enclosure with air-conditioning set at 70 degrees. At the end of the day when I began my journey home to pick up my daughter, the sun was setting and the rush hour made it impossible to as much as see any flowers along my route home.
My photography does not do much justice to the beautiful flowers that I see braving the sun's heat as I drive along or hike.
My daughter always brought me flowers from school. This year I thought I might pay more attention and concentrate on looking for the blooms. I started doing so on the hikes in the evening hours: the brave wild flowers that defy the sun are much too beautiful not to recognize. They grow on rocky ground and at such high altitudes sometimes it beats my understanding where the water comes from: well nature provides for it's own. The wild flowers in the mountains and in the desert bloom so beautifully it is hard not to stop and look at them or snap photographs, yet life is too busy and we all just go by like they do not exist. I do not know the names of these flowers, but do I need to know their names to enjoy their beauty?
Some of these I took on my hiking trips, it is always great seeing the shades of colour as I hike.
A few are right outside of my apartment complex, kept well by the ground keepers that the complex managers hire. Because it is always too dry, it is easy to be drawn to colour amidst the dry and brown. It is amazing how some of these flowers survive amidst 100 degree temperatures and still keep their vibrant colours. The cacti are a whole different group of plants, their ability to stay alive is commendable. It seems as thought they bloom more when it gets hotter. Four days ago I went up Mt. Lemmon and along the way I saw many flowering prickly pear cacti, they looked so attractive, in fact the bees and other insects that love them were buzzing around, I had to chase them away in order to snap a few close up photos of the lovely flowers.
Hibiscus flower, reminds me of the many in my home country of Uganda