| Looking down at the Tularosa Basin from the High Rolls area |
| Becca inspecting a triangular rock somebody stood on edge |
| Sand Verbena |
| Flowers of the Apache Plume |
| Allthorn flowers |
| Allthorn shrub in bloom |
| Remnants of the railroad trestle over Fresnal Creek |
| A type of poppy? |
| The stems look wrong for a poppy |
| Across the basin to the San Andres Mountains |
| Packrat climbs the stile over the fence on the Grand View Trail |
| From a distance this looks like Turpentine Bush, but the flowers are different |
| Dr. K climbs the stile on the return trip |
| Canyon Wren |
| Rubbing his head and beak on a branch |
| Puppy love |
| A much-needed rest |
3 comments:
Nothing says "desert Southwest" to me more than a Canyon Wren's call.
Beautiful wildflowers!
The canyon wren's call is so beautiful and distinctive.
Thanks, Scott. Yes, Dr. K and I have to agree: the distinctive song of the Canyon Wren is an unforgettable "standard" in the Southwest.
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