The Picky and the Prickly

Here we go round the prickly pear
Prickly pear prickly pear
Here we go round the prickly pear
At five o’clock in the morning.

Between the idea
And the reality
Between the motion
And the act
Falls the Shadow

T.S. Eliot, “The Hollow Men”

It’s my last day in the desert. I’m going to miss these weird garden delights, in all their murderous death spike glory.

I suppose that means I’ll just have to find my way back here, sooner rather than later.

Shot on Pixel 6 Pro, black and white filter.