Thursday, March 23, 2006

Spring time in the desert

Windy spring day, but the cottonwoods are leafing, even though the prickly pear are suffering ( wierd looking virus or something.)

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"The mother of us all, the oldest of us all, Hard, splendid as rock, Let the beauty you love, be what you do. There are a thousand ways to kneel and kiss the earth"~ Rumi ~