Greetings from Saguaro National Park

It was a breathtaking day seeing the most majestic gentle giants. We will never forget the beauty of the park and the friendliness of the rangers.

Sincerely,
Catherine

Saguaro National Park

It’s the iconic image of the American Southwest: The giant saguaro cactus, standing tall amid the arid desert, arms perpetually raised to the sky. At Saguaro National Park, you can see more than 1.6 million of these giant saguaro — the largest forest of its kind on the planet.

State(s): Arizona

Established: 1994

“Because I hope my children will have the opportunity to bring their children someday.”

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