|The trail down from the upper foothills|
The images here tell the tale of the weather conditions, which were gloomy; fortunately, however, I didn't get rained on. There was only one pickup truck in the Sunset Area parking lot when I arrived this morning, and only about four vehicles when I returned.
When I got back home I happened to look out one of the living room windows that faces the front of our property and saw a pile of dove feathers. What I didn't notice at first was the murderer, who stood with part of his catch clutched in its talons. I captured some images of the killer--an immature Cooper's Hawk--who literally stayed for hours eating its prey.
|Road around Tortugas Mountain|
|Bosom buddies (you know what I mean)|
|Beginning to bushwhack|
|View from here to the Organ Mountains|
|This and the next: flank of Tortugas and the Organ Mountains|
|Floofed up Cactus Wren|
|The site of last night's banquet|
|Another long-distance view of the mountains|
|This and the next 3: immature Cooper's Hawk with dove kill|