I remember seeing this low shrub one April about a decade ago, while taking a workout hike during a business trip here.
Krameria parviflora / Range Ratany (it needs a new common name!)
Sorry about the blur, as it was windy and my iPhone isn’t the best camera.
Of course, it has a flower color rather uncommon in my area, it grows on gravelly soil and desert pavement with the usual suspects like Larrea tridentata and Prosopis torreyana. I also like how the grasses blend or even grow up through it.
A duo of Opuntia orbiculata add sculpture in back.
My guess is partly how the Chihuahuan Desert is so poorly botanized, with many in my field unknowing about it! We also have so few nurseries into our natives or that are proactive – the spirit in Portland, Tucson, or Austin is not here. Perhaps nobody has bothered to try this plant, either?
Yet it’s common on gravelly and rocky uplands like this, including other desert southwest ecoregions. Though I’ve only seen it here and far west Texas.
Krameria parviflora stands about 18 inches tall and a bit over 2 feet wide. Any common name ideas?
Checking the flowering status of Sophora on some streetscape work, I really had some excellent lighting. I remembered that S. x ‘Silver Peso’ wasn’t specified, but rather it was S. x ‘Sierra Silver’.
Photos from Picacho Mountain, celebrating daylight savings time, 3/12/2017.
That’s on Anthem Road, the first area one sees before buying a lot, or returning home.
I’ll need to dig out some earlier photos, before the demise of flowering groundcovers among the agaves and some other accents. There were some good combos that are tough and reproduce madly, but not with roundup or lacking initial rabbit control.
I’ve been blamed on not using rabbit-resistant plants, no matter how explained.
Yet these native volunteers of Aristida purpurea are appreciated and their forms left the best way between the boulders and under the Yucca faxoniana.
You may have spotted a few maintenance issues on your own by now. “Giving most landscape maintenance people your trust here is like giving whiskey and your Porsche’s keys to teenaged boys.” – my local adaption of Wasowski ala O’Rourke.
Desert plants used well offer an understated elegance.
The low lighting really added some drama on this secondary neighborhood entry. About a half-mile away over the hills, onto Calle Vigas.
Agave neomexicana is also elegant – not the most interesting agave to many, since it isn’t zone-pushing, unusual, or glamorous enough. But it’s our’s, so just use it well and experiment well with it.
After a few years in my own garden I was blessed to own, I got such things right after enough cuts and flesh wounds.
Then I was free to unleash such things correctly the first time on loads of “paying projects”!
Looking back on the original development on Anthem Road, sunset! The Sophora there and on nearby plantings are barely blooming, just a little higher…maybe 4200′?
Looking more closely, I only wish I could bottle up the fragrance for you of each Sophora x ‘Sierra Silver’. But I did sacrifice life and limb on these bloom close-ups versus a rather territorial carpenter bee.
There’s something intoxicating about how the air feels in the desert, just like how the light hits.
Morning light is my favorite and most inspiring. Now that it’s warm, I’ve shifted my afternoon hike and mountain bike ride workouts to the morning. I could add sounds to the morning, since not only is wildlife more active between the hot and cold extremes, but mornings seem especially active.
From late last week –
surprisingly less vibrant than the green leaves of the monsoon season…but all those ocotillo canes with red tips
not thinking of El Paso’s agenda of 2″-6″ caliper trees, in double rows on 20-30′ centers…or how to turn a desert into a forest everywhere, with loads of water guzzling…green-washing for the desert / plant-challenged
only how good it feels to exert myself through *this*
where I sometimes park to hike or ride…yep, our backyard, in the city limits
Chilopsis linearis on every arroyo…commonality not always a bad thing
that Chilopsis’ blooms are so fragrant…in a subtle way, from 50 yards beyond
thanks E. – Texas Skeleton Plant, Lygodesmia texana
“the wash is where the action is” – Steve Martino…me, just climbing a hard uphill
a solitary Dasylirion wheeleri where the arroyo drops off, Prosopis, too
Opuntia camanchica…remember, brown spines, purple cast to pads
the blooms look almost artificial
Monk’s Trail continues to climb, I go the other way
now it’s the fun, up-down part
crossing the gnarly arroyo…more Chilopsis linearis, some Yucca torreyi, much sunlight
all downhill now, morning light floods Palisades Canyon and a far slope
When a freeway was a block away, I had my own enclosed desert oasis and miles of foothills open space beyond my block, so I slept with my sliding door open every night I could…most of the spring and fall.
Now, I still have the mornings on the trail, not as inspiring or serene, but maybe another form of those?
For we who have eyes to see and feel, let’s get in some natural inspiration and solace. Are there places you can go that get your creative gears going, to celebrate your place?