
Beautiful morning this, and Becca and I were out on the west side of Tortugas Mountain. That's where we saw this large, geode-like rock, whose outer layer seemed to be white sediment.

The desert looked fine, as usual.

A gang of pack rats gathered here for a movie last night, munching on delicious Prickly Pear pads, their equivalent of Elizabethan hazel nuts.

Yuccas bathing in the late February sun.

A dove juxtiposed against the old observatory atop Tortugas.
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