|Curve-billed Thrasher on Saguaro Cactus|
|In St. David searching for the Mississippi Kite|
A Montezuma Quail call could be heard from the canyon's hillside. Everyone put their scope, binoculars and cameras up. It was very very close. For this bird, one has to stand perfectly still and scrutinize every detail in the landscape. This quail often surprises birders by shooting straight up from the grasses. One sat still only inches away from me before exploding from the rocks. Heart attack? Thankfully not this time.
But the reveal would happen. I heard the male's distinct call. And I searched the spot from where I heard the call. Like many other moments before, I held my breathe and waited........and waited. A "rock" bounced up and a moment happened. Don't move. Don't breathe. Stay forever in my mind.