drops of morning
before the rains the desert smells like dust and rock
sometimes an unknown metal rides the glands of nose and mouth with searching
and after they come it is sweet with a knowable something
one that you know when you’ve been there and one that you don’t when you haven’t
creosote or greasewood blossoms on a spring morning in the sonora desert north of phoenix arizona
Scott's Place...Images and Words 
Amazing capturization of beauty of nature
May 20, 2014 at 8:37 am
Thank you, SJ. 🙂
May 21, 2014 at 8:28 am
How delightful! What’s the size of the average blossom?
May 20, 2014 at 9:39 am
Thanks, Gary….the blossoms are about the size of a medium to large pea.
May 21, 2014 at 8:30 am
Beautiful Scott! 🙂
May 20, 2014 at 1:41 pm
Thank you, Adrian. 🙂
May 21, 2014 at 8:30 am
You’re still discovering the beauty out there even if the scene has changed so radically! 🙂 Very lovely treatment of the creosote blossoms.
May 20, 2014 at 4:42 pm
Yes, Gunta….still discovering, still looking….and having camera in hand certainly helps. Thank you. 🙂
May 21, 2014 at 8:31 am
There’s no mistaking the smell of creosote.
May 20, 2014 at 4:57 pm
It’s very distinctive, Allen…sometimes you can detect it on the heated breezes out in the desert…and it’s wonderful after a rain.
May 21, 2014 at 8:32 am
It’s lovely Scott, thank you.
May 21, 2014 at 9:38 pm
I’m glad you think so….thank you, too. 🙂
June 3, 2014 at 7:59 am
So beautiful; magical.
May 23, 2014 at 2:17 am
Sunrise can be raw or gentle, depending on one’s perspective….I think this one was undeniably beautiful…seen from here, anyway….
June 3, 2014 at 8:00 am
Magical!!
May 27, 2014 at 6:16 am
Indeed, Susan….thank you. 🙂
June 3, 2014 at 8:01 am