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Soaptree Yucca in the Chihuahuan Desert |
It was hot down here this morning, a lot hotter than it's been in the high country. Nevertheless, we did a long hike around the west side of Tortugas Mountain. Heard our first cicada today, whose sound is reminiscent of a Rattlesnake--though a lot louder. Reminds me of that Matsuo Basho poem:
Did it scream
until it became all voice?
Cicada shell.
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Black-tailed Jackrabbit |
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Rest time |
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Soaptree Yucca flowers |
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Creamy-white blossoms |
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Insects love these flowers--as did the Apache Tribe |
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One of our favorite shade Yuccas toppled over |
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Desert dog loves her morning hikes |
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Usually we don't hear the cicadas until we get some rain
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