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After months without rain, the Ocotillo’s blooms are dried up, brown.

And yet it still reaches for the sky.

It’s once brilliant green leaves have shriveled and fallen to the ground.

And yet it still reaches for the sky.

Whether the sky is deep blue or middle gray or filled with stars or shooting off lightning bolts…

It still reaches for the sky.

And Ocotillo will not stop reaching until the day it dies. It’s a resilient sort, really.

Let us not get stuck in the rut of the status quo, but keeping reach for the sky. We owe it to ourselves.

-Jake

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Jake Case

Jake is a naturalist, writer, and landscape photographer from Arizona. A geographer by education, he’s worked as a park ranger with the National Park Service, a tour guide at the Grand Canyon South Rim, and a docent at Frank Lloyd Wright’s Taliesin West. Jake has seriously practiced landscape photography since 2009. You can learn more about Jake on the About page.

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