Being :: Beauty in the Desert

April 8, 2013

Being: Conscious, mortal existence; life.

Every month we welcome two families, two people, two voices to share their stories in whatever way they choose. We hope that you find joy in their daily lives, and their simple habit of just being.


In the early hours of the morning, I quietly slip out of bed. Careful not to wake anyone, I quickly dress     grab my running shoes. These first few moments of the day are mine alone, and I need them. The skies are beginning to lighten as I venture forth for my run. I notice the birds singing to one another as I close the front door. My destination is the preserve near our home, a sheltered area to clear my mind and refill my spirit.

As I move along the trail, I am struck by the beauty of the desert. Many people think of the desert as a hot, dry, inclement place. It is that, but so much more. While other parts of the country struggle with late season snow, our spring time is in full swing bursting with warm temperatures and a changing landscape. The rains of winter and warmth of spring transform this arid land into a bounty of colors. Wildflowers adorn the rocky crevices in shouts of yellow, orange, red and even purple. Tiny leaves emerge from the trees and radiate green. Even the cacti join the celebration with their own brightly colored flowers.
As I round a turn, I notice a trio of rabbit sentinels along the bank of the wash. Their ears are perked up listening for sounds of danger. Twitching noses smell the air. They are so still and quiet as I move along the trail. Then I am too close, and the statues spring to life, bounding off to safety in a cluster of prickly pear cactus. Soon a pair of quail invade the scene. They scamper nearby oblivious to my presence with their head feathers bobbing along. I meet few people on my morning sojourns. Only one or two intrepid souls venture out with me biking, running, and walking the trail. We exchange quiet good mornings aware of the majesty around us and unwilling to disrupt the beauty.
Much of this transformation is subtle. If you don’t take a moment to notice and step outside the busyness of life, you will miss the desert’s springtime show. For many years, I missed it. I was busy and forgot to pay attention. I yearned for green, lush landscapes in the east and midwest. I took for granted the amazing splendor I had at home. My children opened my eyes. They brought me flowers collected on walks, pointed out baby quail scurrying along the paths near our home, and marveled at eggs laid in our yard. They showed me all that the desert holds.

As I finish up my run, I am full. My spirit is replenished, and I am ready for everything my day will bring. Whatever it holds, though, it will include time outdoors with my kiddos exploring the beauty of the springtime desert. This splendor is truly not to be missed.

This month we are happy to welcome Heather to the blog to participate in the Being series! Heather is a mama, homeschooler, knitter, and desert dweller who blogs at Mindless Ramblings. Welcome, Heather!


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amy (mamascout) April 8, 2013 at 8:49 am

i love the way you learned to see the secrets and mysteries of your natural environment. i have worked hard to do the same thing where i live – and it has made all the difference.

KC April 8, 2013 at 2:05 pm

Lovely post! I found that in the weeks leading up to our move the desert was throwing all it had in the way of beauty at us! Seeing all the animals possible, flowers, lovely weather, rain and so forth. I’m so glad to see you’ve joined ROTH this month!! :)

Lori April 8, 2013 at 6:23 pm


heathermama April 9, 2013 at 11:47 am

when we first moved to AZ i was so resentful of the lack of green (of course that could have been my angry 13 year old self talking) i dreamed and longed to move some place “real and green” but having lived in the desert for over 2 decades now, well i just love it. i so look forward to the spring awaking and the subtle changes of the desert. the wonderfulness of the monsoon season, the hot, dry summers, the relief of fall, and the mild winters. i love the desert.

Nicole April 9, 2013 at 8:43 pm

Thank you Heather! Lovely post. I also love running first thing in the morning.

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