When I put this picture up on Facebook, Peter Perry, who is now pastor for 2 churches in Alaska made a comment about how this would be a great picture to put on the altar on Pentecost. It got me thinking how the desert plants and flowers remind me of Chihuly sculptures. I've put up pictures comparing desert plants to Chihuly's red sculptures which look so much like the fire of the Holy Spirit which touched people in the early days of the Christian Church. In the Old Testament fire was also connected with God's presence (the burning bush for example). Thanks to Peter for turning the everyday into a sermon!
This is an Indian Paintbrush, also called Prairie Fire! I love when I find this growing in the wild. I have a spot around our Flagstaff townhouse where I find it every spring and summer. I have tried harvesting some seeds from there early Fall and have sprinkled them in front of our porch, but haven't gotten them to grow yet.
I like the way these red sculptures are nestled among the old men of the desert, the Saguaro.


I love these flowers. They are some kind a penstemon. Possibly a Cardinal Flower. The hummingbirds love them also. I actually took this picture at Red Mountain north of Flagstaff.
This is an Aloe vera plant which gets lovely red blooms, loved by hummingbirds also. The aloe is a succulant. If you pick a leaf and break it open, the flesh is moist and slippery. It has great healing properties for minor burns.
This is a desert Globe Mallow plant get beautiful dark orange/red flowers
These remind me of a orange cuctus as the cactus below.






Well yesterday was a great day, it just had a frustrating ending. Yesterday I went to the gym at 5am (impressing huh), went to work, came home, called Faye. She came over and walked with us in the neighborhood. Then she had dinner with us. Then Faye and I played "Possum" (she flute, me piano). We measured her car and put a glass outside table top into her car. Then it was time for me to go to choir practice. I went outside, got into my car, backed up. I can't believe I did this, I had just said goodby to Faye, gave her a hug, walked outside to my car and proceeded to run right into the side of her car! I went inside, told Faye and Julian what I had done. We all went outside checked out the damage. Faye said, should I move my car? I said, I know it's there now, I won't run into it again. Well, I didn't. Instead I ran into our new fence with my side mirror! I was being very careful not to hit her car again and instead I hit the fence on the other side. I hadn't even had anything to drink! The moral of this story is, Faye said, " I thought as I was pulling up that I should park in the street instead of the driveway." So always listen to that little voice inside of you and maybe your Mom won't run into your car! Thanks to Julian who called the insurance company and arranged all the repair work!










