It wouldn’t be a weekend in Tucson without discovering something else that can kill me. Today’s discovery: Africanized Bees. Much like Gob, I’m not down with the bees. The National Park Service’s advice should you find yourself under attack: "run away as fast as you can. Bees don’t like to get too far from the hive, so after a half mile, they’ll stop attacking." I doubt I could run a half mile under the best conditions, the bees would surely win that one.
I still am amazed at how blue the skies are here. The cacti set against the sky are gorgeous, the photos don’t do them justice:
Well over 100 years old:
"Baby saguaro", probably 15 years old.
Birds and other animals live in saguaro, seeking shelter from the heat and water stored in the cactus. Here's a close up of an entry point:
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