Posts tagged “greasewood blossoms

“Don’t be an ass….”

I wouldn’t bet any vital body parts on it, but I could swear that I heard the guy on the far left whisper that phrase to the person on his immediate left when I asked them out loud if they were all related.¬† Nobody responded…they just looked at me…like I was the ass….


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

creosote 1

and after they come it is sweet with a knowable something

creosote 3

one that you know when you’ve been there and one that you don’t when you haven’t

creosote 2

 creosote or greasewood blossoms on a spring morning in the sonora desert north of phoenix arizona