For several weeks I noticed big bright white blossoms on tall stalks as I looked across the canyon in the evenings just before dusk. While it was still hot even at 8 during this latest heat wave, I hiked across the canyon for a look, taking various photos as I strolled along.

When it rains, water drains into this arroyo and crashes over the cliff near my bedroom.

Never bulldozed or cleared, this land allows ancient junipers to continue to thrive.

No water dropping off the cliff on these hot, dry days.

The flowers I could see from my house across the canyon.  My wildflower book tells me these are a type of Stickleaf. To take a photo of the other flower, I had to climb up an incline covered with gypsum.

My dog, Athena, and I continued our hike along the canyon edge.

It was beginning to get dark as we headed back to the house.

I can also see this bush from across the canyon.  I see no others like it and do not know what it is.

Headed back home along the canyon’s rocky edge.