"I first wallowed in botanical eroticism years ago, when the long, cold winters of my Montana home propelled me southward to cheat. By changing latitudes I could begin spring early. Beyond the northern Rockies' hard grip, the Colorado Plateau deserts were warm and soft, already engaged in rampant foreplay. The business of every plant, tree and creature was the business of reproduction . . . The wildflowers taught me color, . . . all the colors possible in a panorama of polychromatic reds held under a dome of azure sky."
Ellen Meloy
Photo: Desert Paintbrush at sunrise, with the Three Muses in the background; Arches National Park, UT, April 21, 2012
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