Overcast morning, a little chilly. There was a new call in the wash this morning; a high note on a single pitch followed by a liquid trill at a lower pitch. Sometimes the pattern was reversed; starting low and ending high. My best guess is some sort of sparrow, possibly a Rufous-wing sparrow from listening to the calls when I got home. It was in the bushes on the west side near our house. I’ll have to try and spot it next time.
Despite being topped by fire or disease, this cactus is putting out a fresh new arm. It’s on the east side of the wash walking north.