This is the Campbell Wash, looking north to the Catalina mountains. The mesquite trees were bare, but the palo verdes still have leaves. I saw Phainopeplas, glossy black when perched but flashing their white striped wings in flight, Gila Woodpeckers with up-and-down flight pattern as they alternately flap and glide, a Cactus Wren, sitting on top of a saguaro cactus and making his call like a car starting, an Anna’s Hummingbird flashing red in the morning sunlight, doves and house finches. I also heard the sweet sad song of goldfinches.

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