Foliage Saguaro and pine. Nature struggles with itself, Always strives to live.
Clay prints Hard clay underfoot, Shaping land since time of old, Leave only the trail.
Birdsong Finches flit at dawn, Horses graze in twisted woods, Cockrels screech their first.
Oxide Raindrop rusted soil. Mountains cloaked in the shadow Of dawn lingering.
Sedona Spring Canyon spring weather, Lenticular clouds looming, Promise of the storm.
High mountain way Single highway cuts, Through imposing landscape scenes, Misty reflections.