I grew up in the midwest and the south. I don't remember much of the experience, but occasional family vacations later in my life left images of oppressive summer skies lodged in my head. Some days the air seemed too thick to breathe - thick enough to swim in, perhaps. And the skies. Not blue, but white, the color drained away by moisture hanging heavy in the air. Thus one of the few things I love about the desert is the achingly beautiful sky. Layer upon layer of color at sunrise and sunset, giant thunderheads that build and build before sending rain and lightning crashing down during monsoon season, and over-saturated blue skies almost every day.
It is that blue, and the eye blinding cadmium-yellow of the palo verde blossoms, that I have been eying recently. Of course, work got in the way. Then my mother decided to spontaneously go blind this weekend (she is getting better, we think). After that followed a few unseasonably cloudy days. Now the flowers are dying, a bed of yellow-orange petals lying thick on the rocks below. Despite flower-death and hazy skies, I decided I was damned well going to take pictures anyway. Dozens of useless shots later and I finally have some photos worth sharing.
I don't have too terribly much to say about this image. I was shooting and editing with a sort of minimalist wallpaper in mind. I ended up using a composite of two images as neither one was quite focused the way I wanted (damned breeze!). Flickr oh so wonderfully
resized the image for me, so let me know if you are interested in the original 1680x1050 size.( And then there were (a few) more! )
And that is all for this round of photos. I honestly can't remember the last time I decided to take photos on a whim. I sorta miss it. A lot.