Abundant everywhere on this trip in the Cottonwood Mountains.
I followed this bee to the creosote flower, where it was instantly stilled in the jaws of a flower spider. In fact, I'd not seen the arachnid either....
Josh thought there might be the remains of a beetle at the base of this one... evidently not. We found a few just poking up out of the sand of a recently dried-out wash.
Lying still in the middle of the road, seemingly dead....
Then, suddenly animated and scurrying off into some brush. With a more cautious approach I could have gotten a great photograph.
A lush growth of these in a boggy spot.
Flat branching small spiky thing.
A bush of only stems.