I found another kind of _Ranunculus_, as well as various other flowers, and as we passed through a small but gorgeous canon, with the sun shining against us through the fresh leaves of the trees, everything in Nature made the impression of spring.

All was green except the ground, which was gray.

The road was stony, and bad for the feet of the animals; altogether the country presented a new aspect with its small volcanic hills, many of them forming cones.
A few Indian hamlets surrounded by peach trees in full bloom were found here.

The Indians here are Pimas, who, in their general characteristics, resemble the Tarahumare, although they impress you as being less timid and suspicious, and more energetic, perhaps also more intelligent, than the latter.

We had no difficulty in taking some photographs.