Today we took an unusual route to San Diego, winding through the Anza-Borrego Desert. The desert landscape is littered with ocotillo plants, which are huge, spiky, and spindly. For most of the year they all look quite dead, but as spring marches on, they’re beginning to bloom.
At sunset they look particularly interesting.
As we continued on, and the sun sank, I stopped to snap a picture along the lonely highway.
The desert has a certain beauty all its own. I still love mountains, and lakes, and even oceans, but at times I long for the desert with its rocks and odd plants.