I knew we’d find some as the weather warmed up, and there they were, at the bottom of an arroyo on a mesa where we sometimes go to hike. It was a gorgeous day. Any day I can walk a fast three miles at seven thousand feet and not need to be rescued is pretty [...]
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I killed a whole hour to see if these would open again…
Thunder and lightning cut short my four-mile hike yesterday. But on the way to where a loud crack of doom sounded directly overhead—and where I was became the turnaround—I stopped to admire some astounding tiny cactus flowers. You don’t see them here, because when I went back this morning to find them again, the blossoms [...]
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