Whipple’s penstemons backlit by the late afternoon sun, high in the Sandia mountains.
The plumes that give Apache Plume its name are silhouetted by the setting sun.
These butterflies were everywhere in the high Sandias the other day. They’re among my favorites.
The upper reaches of the Sandia mountains are covered with wild irises right now.
Just about the prettiest prickly pear cactus blossoms I’ve ever seen.