I like the latent tension in this photograph between the peaceful glow of the city lights and the painful needles on the saguaro cactus. It’s a sort of commentary on life in Tucson. Those of us who live here are ever-vigilant to not get poked; not get dehydrated; not get sun stroke; not get bitten by scorpions or snakes – and yet, we have a laid-back, no worries, peacefulness to our city.
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