The test of an adventure is that when you are in the middle of it, you say to yourself, "Oh, now I've got myself into an awful mess; I wish I were sitting quietly at home." And the sign that something is wrong with you is when you sit quietly at home wishing you were out having lots of adventure. -Thornton Wilder

The nice thing about being confused is you get a chance to notice things a lot better than if you knew where you were going.

Life begins at the end of your comfort zone.

Friday, December 5, 2014

Baby Barrel

I had never seen a baby barrel cactus before and really didn't think I would be able to find one either, but I did.  You can see by the size of the rock pebbles this little feller isn't very big at all.  What is impressive is how much effort is expended to get those spines up and out there in size before the plant really begins to grow.  A real good defense mechanism. 

Flower fluff

Some close-ups of the spines on a mature barrel cactus.


  1. Looks a bit like a sea anemone.

  2. It is a strong plant to survive in these hard conditions.

  3. More like "Thornball" I can imagine stepping on it barefoot.

  4. Cactus have become more interesting to me over time. I used to dislike them, but find now that I'm fascinated at their survival.


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