Creativity is the natural order of life. Life is energy; pure creative energy. ~ Julia Cameron
I watched this ocotillo for quite a while. Long enough that its long spindly branches quivered with the breezes. Every time the ocotillo shook, the red flowers at the very ends of the stalks reminded me of baby birds, their beaks open wide, begging for food from their Mama.
I laughed and laughed and laughed. Who knew the desert had such a honed sense of humor?
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Bo Mackison is a photographer and owner of Seeded Earth Studio LLC. She laughs with the desert, in the desert.
Oh yes – I can see those baby birds to…with their beaks opening and closing and crying out to be fed!! Love it!
Hahaha! Ocotillo birds – yes, only Bo would see that and laugh and laugh and laugh. Those Park Rangers mentioned earlier would love to have been a ocotillo bird themselves to watch their resident Northerner laugh in the desert. Cute!
That’s the first thing I thought of when I saw the photo — baby birds. So glad you’re laughing and laughing and laughing. 🙂