| Pale moon | 
Thankfully the smoke that shrouded the mountains the last few days seems to have dissipated for now. I couldn't smell any, nor did I have a dry tickle in my throat from the pollutant.
We saw nobody during our trek, but as we stood on the top of the hill west of Right Branch Arroyo while I took a snapshot of the Organs I saw the guy with white hat (henceforth to be known as "Mr. White Hat") and his dog, which ran ahead of him.  Mr. White Hat drives a large white van.  (That sounds like the first line of a poem:  Mr. White Hat drives a large white van./Ahead of him his canine ran.)
| This & next:  much less smoke over the mountains | 
| I propped her up | 
| UFO | 
| Our friend the Swainson's Hawk | 
| Nature's bounty | 
| Frio and Willow | 
| You crack me up | 
| Willow and Frio | 
| Cloud swirl | 
| Almost out of Right Branch Arroyo | 
| Prickly Pear bud | 
| End-of-hike sky over the Organ Mountains | 
 
1 comment:
I like the photo of the Yucca that you propped up. And also the one where Frio seems to be laughing.
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