Crazy late-season wildflowers and green grass in a meadow outside the mostly abandoned town of McGaffey (south of Ft. Wingate). The pink/purple flowers are thistles; I didn’t recognize the yellow flowers. And yes, that patch of yellow in the distance is a bunch of flowers too. Definitely not an everyday sight.
It’s been a great late summer for moonflowers (aka jimsonweed, aka sacred datura — which is how I most often think of it).
I suppose you could say the East Fork of the Jemez is my favorite body of water. It’s actually a very modest little babbling brook that’s easily crossed on foot in most places, most times of the year, so “body of water” is perhaps too grand a characterization — but I do love every inch I’ve ever seen of it. This shot shows what I think of as a fairly typical Jemez “tent” rock along the stream, on a late summer afternoon.
It’s one of the loveliest late summers ever. After an incredibly dry winter, spring, and early summer, we’ve had tons of rain over the last 6 or 7 weeks — which was sorely needed. We’ve had a break from the heat too, and the Sandia foothills are now filled with blooming wildflowers; globemallow (orange) and verbena (pink/purple) in this photo. The beetle, which complements the globemallow perfectly, might be called a milkweed beetle. I won’t swear to that, and you probably shouldn’t either.
I’ve never met a sunflower I didn’t love, and 2018 has been a great year for them. These were growing wild in the Sandia mountains.