In late summer, Utah is more golden than green. Along the freeway in the open spaces it's all gold and wild sunflowers. Grass has dried and turned golden in the dry heat, and it is a signal that fall is on it's way eventually. One thing I love are the wild desert plants that grow here. We are the mountainous desert. That means we get grass and trees and rivers and mountains with little humidity. We are not the desert full of cactus, sand and red rock.
One thing I love about my neighborhood is that along the main road there is a ditch that overflows with wild plants. It's more like a small stream with embankments on either side. Water runs through the ditch all summer, which helps feed this glorious little mini-plains garden. Who would've thought in the middle of an urban neighborhood there is a reminder of what Utah once was -- a vast expanse of untouched wild brush, thistles, and desert flowers? The beautiful part is, Utah is still vastly unpopulated compared to back east and the coastal regions. Half the state is wide open nature.
Isn't it beautiful?