This photo is right outside of our back yard. It’s a variety of the Cholla cactus and it likes to find open skin. In fact, it jumps at the chance to do so. Literally. When we first moved here, we were looking at houses and ventured around to look in the back windows of one place. All of a sudden there were about five of these spiny chollas stuck to my ankles. And you can’t just pull them out. You have to be so careful or they’ll work their way into your hands as you do.
There should be signs posted around the desert that say BEWARE OF THE CHOLLAS.
So you’re probably asking yourself, “why would anybody in their right mind live in the Arizona desert?” Good question … if you find the answer let me know. I’ll be packing for someplace by the ocean, preferably on the beach :-) Hmmm … Ventura sounds nice right now. Namaste.