This amazing specimen is across the street from my home.
See how many homes this Saguaro has provided. Countless birds have found sanctuary in just this one cactus. They carved their shelters in her trunk. This Saguaro is covered in scars and yet she continues to grow. Let's look a little closer...
Sometimes, I feel a little like the Saguaro. I have far too many scars from far too many surgeries. The very word "scar" seems so ugly - but really - a scar can be a badge of survival. Proof that you can heal. You can even thrive, regardless of what obstacles you and your body have had to overcome. Those holes aren't the only homes this one Saguaro has provided, look what is on the other side...It's a nest.
Look at that thing! I think of the momma bird building that nest. All those different materials she hunted for and carried back to this place, carefully placing them between the prickly arms to make sure her babies would be safe. Motherhood can certainly teach us how to be resourceful. To find our strength. This bird did not give up, it couldn't have been easy to make that home for her eggs. Beautiful.
This particular Saguaro seems to be on her last leg. She is fading. Even then, when she is nothing but the brown spines, she will support life in the desert. Evidenced by this Saguaro I found a bit further down the road from my home. These long, tall, woodlike sticks are what's left of what was once a mighty Saguaro. See what's inside the spine?
Another nest. Amazing no?