Cactus was on the menu this crisp morning—there was also a fallen prickly pear with a big, javelina-sized bite taken out of it. This finch has a bit of green in his mouth, so I think he is feeding on the flesh of the fruit, not the seeds (although, what do I know, maybe the seeds look like that, I should take a closer look next time).

The seeds from the Desert Brooms have all gotten caught up in the leaves of the Desert Ragweeds, so they look tangled up in white stars. And this barrel is covered with gourds again, about 9 of them this time.

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