The flowers on our property are not spectacular, just the occasional yellow daisy. We are hoping there's more to come. The purple verbena that my gorgeous pup is standing in is about a mile from us. This area looks more like Coachella, and the elevation is pretty low here--eastern 29 and Wonder Valley are different than Joshua Tree, for sure (ie no Joshua Trees).
Our neighbor trimmed the seven pitiful Tamarisk trees that surround the farmhouse. They had been badly hacked by the previous owners, and will hopefully grow back in better shape. Now we can see the view through the trees. The invasive mustard in the photo has to be pulled. We are working on it, but it probably covers 3 acres of our property. With rain comes weeds, sigh.
This funny photo was taken on the 62 West in Joshua Tree (on our way to gallery openings, which seem to happen most Saturdays, it's great!). The real mountains are Big Bear. The drive up from San Diego is so beautiful right now. I go through Winchester, which currently looks like Ireland, and the outskirts of Hemet. Orange poppies coat the creases in the mountains all along the route.
Anna does most of the writing. Ted does most of the photos. But sometimes we switch. We are repairing a distressed property in 29 Palms, California, and eventually hope to run an artist residency there.