We must all have a place that gives us comfort. That place for me is Vock Canyon where I have lived since 2008. Returning from a several day road trip or just a trip to town, I never cease to enjoy leaving the pavement and turning into the Canyon. Arriving home always calms me. Returning from a trip to San Diego last week it was extra good to turn into Vock Canyon. The Acacia trees/bushes have begun to leaf out and the Canyon has a hint of green again. The flowering ends of the Ocotillo were also bloomimg - red in color.
On those mornings at home, it is wonderful to grab a cup of coffee and retire to the front porch before dawn and simply watch the sun rise. Most times, the hills on either side of the Canyon and the Cerbat Mountains to the West are lit to a golden hue as the sun rises. My words cannot describe it. And sometimes the sunrises over the Music Mountains to the East are spectacular. Shortly after dawn the chollas in the Canyon will light up with a brilliance that never fails to please me.
It is starting warm up a bit here, but the evenings are still cool enough that leaving the windows open at night will keep the house cool enough throughout the day. Don't even turn the ceiling fans on until it is time to hit the rack. And the wooly worms and tiny Bark Scorpions are managing to get in the house again. I must remember to wear shoes inside.
The Cerbat Mustangs
There is a corral just down Canyon from my house. It is on state land and is used by local ranchers. Arizona is a "free-range" state meaning that ranchers can graze their cattle on public and private lands. Such is the case in Vock Canyon. It is up to each landowner to fence off their property if they do not want cattle grazing on their land.
Luckily, the corral, with its water and salt lick attract the Cerbat Mustangs. These wild horses roam the Cerbat Mountains to the west of my house and occasionally come down into Vock Canyon. As I returned from town a couple of days ago, the Mustangs happened to be near the corral. Luckily, my camera was in the car. Supposedly, the ancestors of these Mustangs escaped from the early Spanish visitors who explored this region. At any rate, they are magnificent animals and it is a joy to me that they visit Vock Canyon.