My camping gear loaded, I shared in a 130+ person Thanksgiving dinner, then returned, staying in Marfa.
Never leaving the Chihuahuan Desert Ecoregion from my house to the end of my travels, it seemed I traveled through at least 4 different parts (or subdivisions) of it. And we know what that means on the landscape and plant life forms.
|Ocotillo fence close-up; not only are they blooming a little late, but some canes decided to really|
grow past the others. Randomness within pattern.
|Like Ocotillo? How about this composition? Ocotillos against that sky in warm light, and the|
ground plane and ocotillos softened with Chino Grama clumps and a few creosote bushes.
This shall be applied to some landscapes, even though Chino Grama is unavailable in the
trade, at least that I know.
Gary Nored, a volunteer and photographer at the state park, took me all over Friday, and that
was definitely worth staying that extra day. I'll have to post some on just that part of my
journey. And with a large state like Texas or New Mexico, let alone the vast and varied
Desert SW, we only scratched the surface of the surface.
Ocotillos don't seem this common in any southwest desert ecoregion, even in the Chihuahuan
Desert, except in this portion of it near the Big Bend, which is just into the ecoregion's core.
|Some areas of El Cosmico are not developed yet, but the dreaded soaptrees are not only around, but volunteering everywhere.|
|Feels just like home or anywhere in-between. I think this was a planter for something else, or more likely, a fire ring.|
|Beaked Yucca or Zoyate / Y. rostrata behind a young Soaptree, at one of their refurbished trailers you can rent for much more than my $12 / night campsite.....|
But so spare, made so locally-grounded by both yuccas.
|Under an hour left to tour the concrete cube sculptures at the Chinati Foundation. One of their|
converted military buildings, with Chihuahuan desert grassland filling in the voids.
And more soaptrees.
|Some will only see the thick cover of Blue Grama and some Sideoats Grama, but a more careful|
look reveals more soaptrees clumping about. And that late afternoon light.
|Some of Donald Judd's concrete cubes, to challenge one's aesthetic senses and to ponder the vastness or plays of light. Not to mention scattered clumps of Soaptree hiding in the sunlit grasses.|