Watching moving cloud patterns on the San Ysidro or Santa Rosa ranges has to be one of my favorite Borrego pastimes! One of the attributes, common to Neanderthals, and to us today most likely is the tendency to search the sky for omens. Intuitively, we think... time to hunker down - time to wander out and enjoy life - time to move to higher ground- time to move on...all are observations that must go back to prehistory. There are plenty of clues in the sky and, what better place to see the far reaches of overhead vistas than Borrego Springs!
As teenagers, do you remember days so perfect that you could look skyward and dream a thousand daydreams? A blue sky, a comfortable temperature and a gentle breeze are just clues that lead us to believe nothing terrible will befall us. On the other hand, dark skies, cold temperature and the sound of thunder gives us pause to consider our actions during any given day.
A farmer from Nebraska once told me, " Biscuit clouds mean it's going to hail! " We saw them during a Lake Powell vacation, hastily put up the canvas on our boat and watched it HAIL! That farmer made a believer of us. When we see bright blue skies and scattered fluffy white clouds, we predict the weather will be fine. When we see high "herring bone" patterns in the sky, we look for a change of weather.
Lately, we have had our share of "flying saucer clouds", and by now, every Borregan knows what THAT means...WIND. So, put down shade umbrellas, move patio chairs to shelter, lock gates and prepare to wait it out...at least until more favorable signs appear overhead!
UFO = Could be a lenticular cloud
Biscuits in the sky = mammatiform clouds ( look for them under a thunderhead )
Thunderhead = cumulonimbus cloud...it may have an anvil.
High squiggles (herringbone pattern) = cirrocumulus clouds.
Cotton puffs in the sky= fair weather = cumulus clouds
The time has come, the lizard said, to talk of many things...of carrots, beets and rainbow chard...of peas and beans and raptor wings...why the sand is burning hot and why Borrego sings!
WELCOME ...A new resident ? Love the desert? Gardening a passion? Live in Borrego Springs? Thought you could not have a garden in the low desert desert? Ever wonder what desert living is like? READ ON !
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Desert gardening...what a pastime. Natives anxious to attack with thorns, stickers or burrs - earth always thirsty - critters always a step ahead of you - dainty moths turn into hungry caterpillars - coyote eats up part of the irrigation system - birds sample one fruit at a time - gopher pops up unexpected . Yet the first carrot, pea or tender piece of lettuce, the first lime or lemon of the season, the first cactus bloom , the first bright green mesquite sprig, the first bud on a plant...all give such a feeling of delight and satisfaction. Not to be traded for anything else! (JGP)
Super Addiction
When I started the blog, I thought a few words now and then would suffice...WRONG!
A strange pattern is emerging. Seems that guilt has stepped up to bat. Now, if I don't post every few days I FEEL THAT I HAVEN'T HAD MY FIX! I wonder if other bloggers have noticed this same phenomenom.
A strange pattern is emerging. Seems that guilt has stepped up to bat. Now, if I don't post every few days I FEEL THAT I HAVEN'T HAD MY FIX! I wonder if other bloggers have noticed this same phenomenom.
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Borrego Dragon
The Borrego Dragon Fable
IN THE EARLY DAYS, coyote walked many paths. One day, as he was pursuing his travels, he came to a very wide valley. Others warned him as he approached the valley, " You must not enter this place...NO ONE who has entered has ever returned. It is a bad place, guarded by a giant dragon, who kills all who try to pass through. To continue your journey safely, we strongly advise you to go the long way...around this evil place." Well, coyote listened, for he was very smart and often heeded good advice. However, coyote was also lazy and was often prone to use shortcuts. He figured the valley would save him a lot of time on this particular journey. He looked carefully and saw nothing much to alarm him. He decided to enter and pass through the valley. At first, he noticed nothing amiss. However, as he traveled deeper into that still, quiet place, he thought to himself, "This IS an unusual valley, for sure...I see no movement of any type and I am getting to feel a bit strange about this place." He did notice, however, some tall straight trees which had lost all their leaves and made the place look barren, indeed. OH,NO...he also noticed, under the trees, piles of old BONES... and the more he looked, the more bones he saw. He said, " I sure see a lot of bones, but I don't see any dragon...I'll bet he no longer lives here." And, with that, he heard a thunderous voice which echoed over the valley..." HAH, COYOTE! You should have listened to the advice...You are in my mouth, which IS the entrance to the valley!" Oh,oh, caught in a trap. But coyote is smart and moves quickly...as he heard Dragon's first words, he raced to one of the dead trees and, with a mighty yank, pulled it from the earth. He wedged the tree between the Dragon's jaws and as he did this, many animals of all kinds came running forth...pumas, bears, mountain sheep and more...even the smallest animals, gnats, flies, tics, bees and more...lizards, snakes, toads, salamanders and more...all ran from the Dragon's depths to freedom. Coyote watched as Dragon's jaws closed upon the sharp tree stake. He soon died and from that time to this, many of those same animals live here, in this place...and from time to time, many of the old bones and pieces of the dead trees are found here, in this very valley!
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