Look at the way she tumbles into forms in the sky. How she shrivels as if in a sweet agony for all she provides. Her nourishment to the cochineal. Her milk flowing for the wrens. Her surreal limbs an absurd perch for lizards. Her crooked windows perfect for spiderwebs to catch flying morsels.
This wild canopy cages the hill like gnarled hands rising out of their giant burials. These mad sculptors of fruit radiant with needles that mimic sunrays! What strange journey left these bent up propellers behind to worship the sun?
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Wow! This is just such beautiful imagery! 🙂
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Thank you! 🍄🙏🍄
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The pear cactus transforms into so many aspects through these photos! At times I see a shadowed monolith, at others a lively dancer, and sometimes the skin almost looks like clay.
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Yes! What a metamorphic creature! 🍄🙏🍄
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Peter, through your lens, we see a different and fascinating reality. I never gave a thought for how the cactus shelters and nurtures other creatures…My main concern was to avoid painful contact! Thank you for expanding my perspective! ❤ Stay safe and be happy! Cheryl
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Cool! Also, if you have the chance the pear cactus fruit is quite yummy. 🙏🙏🙏
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