Sometimes the photos I get off my camera surprise me. Or the way they roll off the memory card surprises me.
Take, for example, this late April day in which this:
Desert Bighorn Sheep skull/horns, l-o-n-g dead
and this:
First sunflowers of spring -- Stemless Woollybase
were discovered four feet apart on a ridge behind my house. As a park interpreter, I am trained to see themes. What am I supposed to infer, except that death and new life are intimately related?
