I’m trying to notice more subtle beauty in the landscape.  These yellow-tipped succulents carpet the dusty fields around here, a nice contrast to the red/maroon ones.  I like the branch nestled in there, embracing an armful of plants.  I, also, want to embrace each distinct kind of variation, each growing (and often struggling) plant in this all-too-dry, even parched, southern coast of the-desert-meets-the-sea.