|Heading east on the upper flatland road|
We stopped just short of First Arroyo on the way out, turned around after climbing into the hills where the Coyotes were, and trekked back through a very moist atmosphere.
We got sprinkled on a bit while climbing into the upper flatland, and then spritzed by a very fine mist carried into our faces by a light breeze. That felt good.
|Ocotillos and sky|
|Chinchweed is fading|
|Long dirt road|
|Spot the Trickster|
|Checking us out|
|Nothing to see here|
|Tortugas and the Organs|
|Desert Zinnia bouquets among the Chinchweed|
|This & the next: contrasts|
|Hard to say, but Mexican Yellow on Stinging Serpent?|
|Swath of Las Cruces from southeast to far West Mesa|