Did you know that a cactus is part of the cactaceae family (my father's college major was horticulture).
I am beginng to love cacti.
You might ask why?
First of all, when you are in the desert and you see a cactus, you immediately know there is life. Living plants and organisms exist in the desert. It is a good sign to see a cactus.
Secondly, they are unbelievably well adapted to their environment -- the often brutal weather that permeates a desert.
Third, they have their own beauty. Have you ever seen an ocotillo in bloom? Gorgeous!
Fourth, they are survivors.
Fifth, they are environmentally conscious. They require very little water and, to my knowledge, discharge no waste.
Sixth, they have many varieties. They are not boring.
Seventh, yet they are part of a large family. Why can't we all be friends?
Eighth, they are critical for man to survive in the desert. Remember the earlier blog about how wonderful to eat was the cactus that Kelsey cooked? It was so juicy.
And finally, they are a succulent, which to my way of warped thinking makes a cactus kind of romantic.
Having said all of these positives, there admittedly is one big negative. You cannot hug a cactus!