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This is on public land near my house. Once, you could literally drive down into the creek bottom and to the other side; the state put up steel fencing and a sort of gate system that one can only walk through and the site has recovered in the years since. The water runs year round, an unusual thing in the desert – this is not as low as it gets, but it’s lower than it was when we were getting storms daily.
The roots of one of the Arizona Walnut trees near the water line. You can see the erosion from when the water gets high in the spring. All of the trees have fruit this year; I plan to come back and do some harvesting for our own stores soon.
Branches: you lose some, you grow some more. Lightning is a thing here in the desert, as I’ll show you.
If you look closely at the top half of this limb you can see the black from the fire the lightning started.
The remains of a honeycomb that fell out after being burned. The entire creekbed had a low hum from the thousands of bees busily gathering pollen and nectar from the riot of flowers everywhere. The sunchokes were taller than we are, and the peppery smell of the nitrogen fixing plants’ blooms permeated the air. ETA One was vetch, a desert variety that seeds everywhere it can get a little moisture.
A lovely flash of color among the greens
Mr. TF for comparison of some of the trees’ size. I love our desert home. Unlike the Midwest, our greens are mainly subtle, and oases like this are hidden unless you know they are there. It’s a truly magical place filled with life of all sorts.