The park looks great right now and I sat there under the pergola for a while.
The cactus display garden at the park has come into its own and was spectacular -- big mounds of sandy soil and rocks with all kinds of cactus spilling over the slopes and standing tall. Opuntias are blooming.
They did a great job with scale and size, nothing dinky, a real display with presence and design. It was too sunny to photograph.
But the rest of the park was lovely too, with flowering daisies, yarrow, penstemons, and Jupiter's Beard. And green lawn and low sumacs and such cool quiet air.
Big, enveloping and with a meadowy look and far views. Nothing like my dinky garden with its ones and twos of tiny plants within walls and fences.
As much as I like being in my developing garden and lovely home -- things all look so nice and the way I want -- it is so good to get out.
Not just at the park, but I also like seeing neighborhood yards and patios and gardens. It's a mature neighborhood with houses clustered at angles and nicely varied, but a cohesive Santa Fe style. There are creative ways people arrange their tiny front yards. Lots of garden elements are tucked into tiny spaces.
After a bit of rain yesterday it was clear and fresh. Just beautiful. It was in the 40s when I got up, in the low 60s as I walked. Hot sun, cold air, things to look at, a bench to sit on, a peaceful but vibrant sense of place.
Exquisite.