I am on a roller coaster ride (not a nice one, either). My mom is home, and gaining strength one day, then she is back at the hospital room with severe abdominal pain the next. I would like to get off this ride for a while. I would like to sit in the sun, eat cotton candy, and not have a care in the world. Tell me, is this what it means to grow up? Because if it is, I don't want to grow up. I'm with Sia, who sings, "I don't wanna grow up, bring me all the toys you can find..." Maybe that's why I am so into her songs right now.
I have been attempting to distract myself with the absolute beauty of the desert. Right now, it is the most magnificent place I have ever seen. There are flowers everywhere, and they are unlike other flowers, anywhere else. (At least the ones I have seen, and I have been a lot of places!) I love that. We have the desert dandelion, pale yellow flowers that grow so thickly it looks like carpet. We have the Desert Globemallow. I don't think I have a photo of that one yet, but it is a fairly tall bush, covered with orange flowers on tall spikes. We also have the Bladder Sage, which is just AMAZING - with these purple buds that turn into balloons (bladders, not an especially appealing word, by any means!). Wow. It does help. I am grateful for flowers, today.
There is also the vibrant pink of the hedgehog cactus. Oh, and did I mention the close encounter of the lizard kind? I met this little guy on a rock. He was the first lizard I've met in the desert that wanted a little fame on my blog. The others were much more shy. I think it looks like he's growing a new tail. (okay, I don't actually know "he" is a
he, because I didn't get that close! It just SEEMED like a "he lizard", somehow.)
