The pungent perfume of the desert that so haunted me after the rain was finally determined to be that of the creosote shrub. As expected, it was everywhere, but unremarkable in its ubiquity. Tiny leathery leaves stored the fragrant oil; it was slightly sticky when crushed between fingers. Small yellow flowers were just coming into bloom, but the fragrance is only released when it rains, or if you crush the leaves, hence the deceptive nature of its hidden aroma.
It provides an herbal element to a space that seems sparse of foliage and bereft of floral aromas. The leaves are slightly sticky when I crush them between my fingers, reminiscent of pine sap, with the same resinous aspect. Another mystery solved in the desert.Back to Blog