Look at Sunny Juliet, close to sunset, sitting in this year's tall grass! Good thing she has that bright orange harness so I don't lose her on the savannah!
Even a big ol' barrel cactus can be tricky to spot this year, unless you're right on top of it.
And Peasy's tree, below -- usually surrounded by cow-trampled bare earth, this year it emerges from a sea of grass.
Blades of grass as numerous (or so it seems) as stars in the nighttime desert sky. And yet, myriad as they are, they always merit a closer look.
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