What is "cholla"

Usage examples of "cholla".

The foothills loomed up here, too -- more lava formations, huge rocks balanced on top of each other and strewn along slopes that also bore catclaw, cholla, organ-pipe cactus abloom with pink and white and lavender flowers.

By the time Bernice was ascending the slope toward the low mesa across which was the canyon trail leading up Cholla Chica, she was wishing she might have the opportunity of seeing this swashbuckling bandit chief - if only for a few moments.

Now, when he had selected the trail by which he would gain the adamant heart of the range, he touched his horse with a spur and rode down into the head of Cholla Chica Canyon.

A curve-billed thrasher whit-wheeting his way between mesquite and cholla, chunking into the topsoil for bugs.

The lens zoomed into a patch of jumping cholla cactus, and I realized that the women had been repeatedly dragged through the cactus patch.

The same with the cholla Joe saw, half green stem and half empty lattice.

The Nagual said that Eligio pointed up to the sky with his finger and shook his foot and the cholla came off like a bullet and went up into the air.

The buckskin pony avoided patches of cholla, shied away from ocatillos.

She had made her mistake in not killing him when she had had the opportunity, back in the canyon of Cholla Chica.

The chainfruit cholla, Ned calls it, and warns us to keep far away from it.

Bye and bye they passed a stand of roadside cholla against which small birds had been driven by the storm and there impaled.

The train passed through a dreadful plain grown solely with cholla and entered a vast forest of china palm.

I came to the edge of the pad where the concrete ended abruptly in a dirt path that threaded among the clumps of cholla cactus toward the blocky white power building fifty yards away.

And then they seize me calmly, without malice, having known all along that it was bound to come to this in the end, and they strip me, they thrust the wooden stake into my heart, they nail me to a towering saguaro, they press me to death beneath flat rocks, they rub chollas into my eyes, they burn me alive, they bury me chest-deep in an anthill, they castrate me with their fingernails, all the while solemnly chanting, Schmeggege, schlemihl, schlemqzel, schmendrick, schlep!

Saying that I've said everything, because you've seen me a thousand times, on the big screen in your neighborhood theater or on the little pay-tv screen in your living room, riding through Cholla cactus and short grass, my famous derby pulled down over my eyes, my famous Colt .