The Mighty Saguaro

I grew up in New York City. The Saguaro to me meant the following:

• Pictures brought back by my parents in the mind 1960's along with copies of Arizona Highways.
• Watching Road Runner cartoons.

We moved here on May 23rd, 2003. I never thought I would actually live here. Now I get to see Saguaro all the time. Standing tall, with their majestic limbs. More fun than any Redwood. After all, in a thick Redwood forest it is hard to see the tops of the trees. Seeing the forest through the trees.
When I hike, I take photos constantly. No two Saguaro are alike. Now, I don't have to just see the photographs from far away. I live among the giants; and I am awed.