One recent November morning I was returning from a sunrise walk. As I approached my front door, a large golden web seemed to appear out of nowhere across the yard. The rising sun had aimed a finger of light around my neighbor’s tree and then there was the web, about eighteen inches high and glowing like a Klimt tapestry. Without the sun’s help, I’m sure it would have been invisible.

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Christmas was long past. The weak afternoon glow of a cloudy west Texas fading March sky had only enough strength to highlight the golden dagger tips of an erect, five-foot tall, spent Christmas Cholla. I was mesmerized by the plant’s startlingly wicked achromatic beauty. The plant was off the beaten track, three layers deep, nearly hidden by ancient, drought-petrified thorn scrub – but worth the shredded clothing to get the shot.

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