Research Associate Becca and I were out early this morning on the west side of Tortugas Mountain, taking in the sights as usual. Both she and I felt sorry for this lonely yucca.
This paloma (Spanish for "dove") was enjoying a peaceful moment just after sunrise.
We have seen this metal cross before, but now it is almost overgrown with grass.
Doves were hanging out everywhere, taking a break on the nearly-leafless wands of the ocotillos.