The Apple Doesn’t Fall Far…

…from the Ocotillo!

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my late father, on some rare “time off” from flying…

Across the street from “Old Mexico”. Check!

Dad was stationed in Douglas, Arizona briefly, training as a pilot for “the war”. It’s Chihuahuan Desert Grassland, a few hours west of where I now live, which is Chihuahuan Desert Scrub. Of course I never had to be a prisoner of war, nor did I help raise 1 child let alone 6, nor was I an immigrant, and so on.

Was it destiny that I like the desert?

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me in 1991…a favorite place in the San Diego County desert…

I wasn’t dancing, but it’s hard to see my foot rested on a rock. And naturally, I had my eyes closed for the pic.

Not far from the same age as my father in his picture, I had moved from San Diego only months earlier. 23 years later, I now live in the land of huge ocotillos!

El Paso, along Rim Road…last month
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6 Replies to “The Apple Doesn’t Fall Far…”

  1. Great photo of your Dad!

    Thanks, I might include a photo or two with my parents, as those relate to some upcoming posts…

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  2. Right now, it’s green green green there! So much rain down here. Absolutely gorgeous!

    I need to do a trip, since it’s so close. A good monsoon season for most!

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  3. Fun comparison. That is one beautiful ocotillo. Just yesterday I purchased a small one to add in my own gardens. They do very well on a raised mound.

    When I saw his picture, I knew there was something…then I remembered my “dancing with ocotillo” pic, and voila! Can’t wait to see your’s.

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  4. It is hard to know why certain areas speak to our souls the way they do. (are you SURE you’re not dancing in that photo??)

    Maybe there’s something to deja-vu! Maybe I was dancing inside, being out in the desert?

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