We all seem to have a bunch to say. As John and I are traveling down the road, things just pop into my head. I contemplate the thought for a moment and then let it travel to some often unreachable part of my brain.
When it resurfaces without prompting, I have decided I need to put it down somewhere. This blog is a good place to store things. Many, many thoughts have been set down and have been useful at some point.
So... Saguaro Cacti. They are amazing and only grow in a specific and limited part of Arizona. They might grow in other places, but then I would have to do research. Not today.
Anyway, back to Saguaro. This year, I checked when they started to appear on our drive from Flagstaff to Tucson. Elevation, 3248. They are fond of southern exposure and don't need much water.
As a person who has reached 72, I really appreciate how they manage their lives. First, they don't even bother to develop the iconic arms until well into their 50's. They spend their first half-century just standing and settling into their lives. They are not being bothered by their offspring's demands. They are just growing and jiving with their friends. When the time comes, the arms do appear along with flowers and fruit. Being desert plants, they only bloom at night. Early on, they realize they must reserve water, and the sun can be harsh in their chosen environment. It simply works for them. The night-blooming plant limits pollinators. Bees and birds are not night creatures, but bats excel at pollination.
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