I saw some prickly pear blossoms with red-orange centers last year and have been eagerly keeping an eye on their location, hoping to see more this year. Alas, there’ve been only a handful of buds, and no flowers yet. So you can imagine how completely thrilled I was last week when I saw this single blossom in a totally different place. I sat down to take some photos (it was pretty close to the ground) and in the 10 minutes I spent there, all sorts of pollinators came to visit. One was this skipper butterfly (a duskywing, maybe?). For whatever reason, I was completely charmed by the spiral its proboscis created.
The cottonwood trees are starting to flower and, true to form, they’re still hanging onto a few of last year’s leaves.
At long last, the tiniest hint of spring. Not that this was a particularly cold winter — but it was, as always, a very brown winter.
We finally, finally got some snow in Albuquerque today! It’s been scary warm and dry all winter. What a nice change.
A meadow on the east side of the Sandias, filled with late summer wildflowers.