Picture of blue and red agave
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The color of beauty

ByLakota Grace

Picture of blue and red agave

This red and blue-green giant agave plant calls the Thompson-Boyce Arboretum home. I often go visit this amazing place, about half-way between Apache Junction and Superior in Arizona. I find peace here, and plants that never fail to surprise me and enrich my life.

What I like best about this plant is its glowing diversity of color.The combination of hues, probably evolving to attract pollinating insects, lures me in as well!

Enjoy the little things, for one day you may look back and realize they were the big things.
~Robert Brault~

 

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