The desert is beautiful because of its austere nature; the bare bones essence of things is readily apparent. Take the small forest of ocotillos we came upon this morning while doing research near Tortugas Mountain. Several of the plants were twelve to fifteen feet tall, leafless, their thorny personalities exposed for all to see.
Juxtaposed against this skeletal bareness--as mentioned in a previous post--the bright blossoms of the ocotillo (OH-CO-TEE-YO) stand out even more, allowing the viewer to focus exclusively on their singular brilliance.
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