Kathy and I got up early this morning and drove down to Tempe to play some pick-up basketball with Bob Dylan.
Actually, we did drive by the location of Dylan's old house on Scottsdale Road and Lincoln Drive. There's a bank there now, and the house is gone, but I looked at the corner with new eyes. It is a very hipster neighborhood.
We were specifically on our way to Desert Botanical Gardens to get inspired about reseeding our burned yard.
Linda Ronstadt, age 4, under a mesquite tree
Couldn't resist. A wonderful photo of a very pretty little vaquero, near her home in Tucson, in 1950. We do have several mesquite trees that survived and Kathy really wants to get a bench and do this concept.
Kathy also really likes this plant.
Meanwhile, I want this in our reseeded yard.
We probably won't be getting one of these, however:
This is a cristate, or "crested" saguaro. These fat-headed saguaros are created when the cells begin to mutate outwards, rather than in the circular pattern of a normal cactus. They are quite rare and I doubt I will be able to buy one, although I think they are funky groovy.
And, finally, I have always wanted an ocotillo fence and thanks to Allie Baker, I'm going to get one!
A live ocotillo fence. Individual spines are planted in the ground, and then meshed close together to create a very effective fence to keep out critters and meth-heads.
"It was so cold you couldn't be bad."
—Bob Dylan describing Hibbing, Minnesota
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