Printemps: oooooooooooooo, that smell!
As if on cue, spring sprang here in the desert southwest abruptly on March 21st. The world began greening automatically.
That evening, I went outside around 10:30 pm and the aroma in the air was spectacular: smooth, fragrant and subtly intense. The perfume continues to waft through our daily lives, as the mesquite trees around us engage in the blooming process.
Likewise, all other plants seem to be participating in the annual ritual; the prickly pear and other assorted like nopales have sprouted nubs, the euphorbia obesa have followed suit, the Adam’s Needles and other yuccas are shooting forth long and colorful asparagus like projections and most notably a few chosen agaves in our neighborhood (ours among them) are bursting with a huge expanse of new growth which portends a flowery climax, although we shall have to watch and see. Even my poor beautiful aloes, whose winter blooms were frozen by the unexpected January frost, are once again budding happily and about to burst forth with lovely flora.
Having spent 16 winter and spring seasons in northern California, this cyclical reminder of a different (though oddly similar) response to the ubiquitous springtime prompt is altogether fascinating. What a pleasure to be able to observe, explore and perhaps even document a new version of these phenomena of nature.
I find myself looking forward to the metmorphoses of the season; to seeing that which I have never witnessed before as it changes and progresses... and to observe as each of these amazing plants emerges a bit more, daily. Will keep you posted.
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