Last weekend I had a little adventure in the desert behind my house. There happened to be some Joshua Trees beyond a wash full of sand and rocks and random trash. I missed their blooms but there were these odd green fruits that I had no idea the trees were even capable of producing.
What saddened me was the amount of trash that had accumulated in the wash. There was concrete, plastic bags, wood, even a tire. I know for a fact a huge number of people enjoy that desert area but do not clean up after themselves, making cute animals like the jackrabbit below had to live in a less than pristine environment:
I’m not sure if I’m becoming lazier or braver as I age, but wasps and bees freak me out less. The older I become the more ideas scare me like awkwardly running into old friends at restaurants, sweating out interviews, or forgetting to bring something.
On another tangent- the rose above reminds me of lollipops. The more photos I take, the more shapes I see in them- like watching clouds on an afternoon.