Feeling a bit guilty after calling the canyon dun-colored in a blog post the other day, I set out with the dogs this morning to look for color. This is some of what I found:
A a dark-brown branch of a juniper bush, wet from yesterday's rain.
The green needles and blue berries of a juniper bush.
A small rock and a larger red rock, both covered with deep green moss.
Small red flowers on a grey bush, a tiny piece of blue trash on some crumbled green sandstone, and the beige mud of the creek-bed.
Rust colored rock formations with the opening of a small cave.
The entrance to the cave with green and yellow grass outside. What a a soft bed and nice shelter from the rain and wind this would be for some wild critter.
Then we came upon something very special here in our desert canyon: Water! And the tiniest little waterfall you ever saw. How wonderful to hear the soft trickle of water running down the hillside.
As I stood there for a while, listening to the water, Angel got impatient and tried to figure out how to climb over the rocks.
Further down, we came upon these lavender grasses. I hadn't expected to find something this colorful in the canyon.
As we got home, the predominant color was mud, on boots, jeans, and paws. What a mess, but we had a fun photo excursion.
I hope you enjoyed coming on this little hike with me to find some colors in the canyon.
