Springtime at the Desert Botanical Garden, when caught at just the right moment, also means that the Texas Mountain Laurel has its purple flowers, the ones that smell like grape soda.
I sat for a while and watched this bird perched in the sunlight. There was also a lizard nearby; it was unbothered by my presence and held still while a couple of other people passed right by it without even seeing it.
The blossoms were mainly unopened and only just starting to come out when I was there last week.
The wildflower path is perfectly suited toward this time of year.
Bunnies, too, were plentiful, hopping about and hoping to be unseen and darting for cover when they suspected they'd been spotted.
The ocotillo are awesome when they get their red tips. They're like thin hands holding bright bouquets.
And those yellow flowers I was talking about? Here they are:
A closer look reveals something else, too. This little guy was sitting up in the branches, munching away.
Life, life everywhere.