There’s California town named Ocotillo. I mentioned it once in a post about the wind and I recently passed through again on my way to Anza Borrego Desert State Park. I never elaborated about its namesake, Fouquieria splendens, a desert plant with Jekyll and Hyde character.
Spiny and spindly one moment, then sprinkle with rain and POOF, out pop leaves and blossoms. I must have an evil streak as I love the unembellished graceful spray of stalks, the spines, and bark nearly as much as the post-rain personality. Yet, there’s a sense of good fortune to enjoy in seeing the blooming, leafing ocotillo as you’ll only see it after a rain and even then not every plant bursts forth with life.
Ocotillo (the plant) next to wind turbine near Ocotillo (the town):
Spiny and spindly (the plant, not Mr. Mudlips!)
Then frills of green after the rain…