This past weekend my sister and I visited Picacho Peak for the first time in over 15 years. It was even more delightful than I remember. With time running out on Arizona's wildflower season and a tightly packed calendar I wasn't able to spend the time looking for the fields full of flowers that I would love to photograph someday. Even without the mountain completely covered in flowers like it was in 1998 it was still a beautiful excursion into a prime example of Arizona's glamorous desert.
The park is an impressive escape, especially considering it is right off I-10; you can't even tell that the interstate goes right through the middle of this photo :-)