An arroyo is a stream bed that only fills up during a flash flood, when the desert gets more rain than the ground can absorb. We’ve had so much rain this year that our little arroyo has deepened by at least a foot. Let’s check it out.
Here is the entrance to the wash, where the water crosses the road and flows between the yards.
To an apartment-dweller these past 15 years, this a magical place. The trees on either side are mesquite, acacia, and Palo Verde.
My daughters join me as we enter a green tunnel. They’re telling me how mosquitoes sound when they buzz around your ears.
Some variety of cholla cactus, these suckers are nasty.
This acacia is so green and fluffy! It hide the thorns that lie in wait on every single twig.
Thornless prickly pear. These are worse than regular prickly pear, because each of those dots are fine hairs that stick in you by the hundreds. A flamethrower is pretty much the only way to deal with them.
Thanks for coming with me for our little walk down the wash! One more weather pic: