Wild grasses and flowers
line our caliche road like spectators on a parade route,
greeting the puppies and me each morning as we pass by.
The crowds are thinning in the summer temperatures,
but a few hardy souls still cheer me on my way.
Unfortunately, I find other things along the road besides flowers.
Colors are fading,
but if I move off the road,
I can still find patches of vibrant pinks, purples, oranges and reds...
my bougainvillea isn't wild,
but it satisfies my craving for color
(as long as I remember to water it!)
Next up... crape myrtles!