Meep Meep or Beep Beep?

There's a rabbit down in that gully

It was a bit chilly this morning when Becca and I hit the trail west of Tortugas Mountain:  38F.  Fortunately there was no breeze to create a wind chill factor.  Nevertheless, I wore lightweight gloves for a short while in order to keep my digits warm.  Had to remove the gloves, though, as soon as I started taking photos.  The most interesting subject out there today was the Greater Roadrunner who Becca and I watched at close range for ten minutes while it hunted for breakfast, unperturbed by our presence and proximity.

Said gully

Trail back up the mountain

Becca among the grasses

Long dirt road around Tortugas Mountain

Not a motorcycle tire track, but rodent footprints

In a narrow arroyo west of Tortugas Mountain

Desert Marigold

Closeup of the center

Becca and the mountains

Desert Marigolds and Becca

Ocotillo leaves

Top . . .

. . . and bottom of a Soaptree Yucca

Ocotillo wands (aka "buggy whips")

This and the next six:  Greater Roadrunner