Someone is reading my casual or pointed rants via Instagram. Or so I think.
Back from a hike at the neighborhood volcano (extinct), it appears the landscape lighting is being moved to correspond with the plants. Possibly like the original design.
Fingers crossed that’s not just a coincidence.
Most every time I flew home from Las Vegas, I exited 215 to McCarran past a series of widely-spaced Dasylirion wheeleri. That and the sotol spacing on medians near my then-Albuquerque house may have inspired me. (the latter I pirated several years earlier – yes, it’s true)
But lit up, they add ambiance to the dry breeze wafting in at dusk.
I need to find old photos of these Fouquieria splendens soon after installation. They’ve really grown in from the smaller, seed-grown plants – not wild-collected.
What I do as a landscape architect is much about evoking moods using light and shadow.
99F / 64F / .00″ or 37c / 18c / .00 mm