|Common Black Hawk|
I've been personally connecting with spaces. And friends in town. This past weekend, we hiked 2 miles into the quiet Willow Canyon of the super crazy and busy Mt. Lemmon. The snow on the road kept vehicles from driving into the canyon and that was a clue for us to explore. We had snow and a beautiful running stream without human people screaming and shouting around us. Perfection.
|female Cassin's Finch|
A Common Black Hawk flies above our heads and we smile. Migration is inspiration.
The moon is a wonder in the daylight.
Spring flowers bloom in the thousands. The Anna's Hummingbird comes to feed in his territory.
I look across the pond of a local preserve and observe Great Egrets hunting for fish. Desert Bluebells and California Poppies begin their dazzling shows here.
A Black-tailed Gnatcatcher dances around several wildflowers and gleans insects from the foliage.
I go during the off times at a popular wetlands in Tucson and quietly observe everything around me. The warblers are back!
Birds carry on as a serious pandemic takes hold in many countries.
I've seen people pay it forward. We've witnessed someone giving the last loaf of bread to an elderly man who cried. Someone at our produce market paid for 50 people to get food to their families. I almost had a tear in my eye until I saw an old granny vaping and blowing the vape in our directions. Everyone around her was like, "What the hell lady?" Social distancing was not happening.
|Northern Beardless Tyrannulet|