These old stone ruins surely have a story to tell, but they're not talking. I was exploring west of the Santa Cruz River yesterday afternoon when I came upon them.
Standing all alone in the desert southwest of Picacho Peak, they are built of the volcanic rock that was the areas most abundant building resource a century ago. Most of the lintels are gone, but a few remain. The walls of the interior were plastered white, and the home must have been something to see in it's heyday.
The cresote bushes in the front yard may be as old as a thousand years, but that's another story. (Google creosote bushes if you're interested.)
That's Picacho Peak in the midground of the photo. It's the site of the most westerly battle of the Civil War. I wish you could have come along for the hike. Maybe next time. Call me.
photo copyright Mike in Tucson 2009