|Swainson's Hawk soaring at the Refuge entrance|
By Wednesday the semi-sad truth occurred to me, that the Plain-capped Starthroat Hummingbird has gone back to where ever it came from and this isn't my year to see one. *sigh* Certainly saw loads of other nice birds. On Wednesday I drove down to Buenos Aires National Wildlife Refuge in hopes of finding some of the Masked Bobwhite Quail but no dice.
|Refuge view of Altar Valley and the Baboquivari Mountains|
|The adobe brick refuge visitor center|
|Barn Swallows hung around visitor center entrance way|
|Visitor center's back patio picnic area|
|A Say's Phoebe found me suspicious|
|A Cactus Wren caught and enjoyed its own picnic beneath a picnic table|
|Vermillion Flycatcher also watched me eat lunch|
I found a lot more wildflowers than wildlife.
|Coulter's Matilija Poppy aka Cowboy's Fried Egg Flower|
|Now we're talking desert wildflowers... a prickly pear cactus flower|
|The Horned Larks seemed, like me, to wilt in the heat|
On the way back to Madera Canyon, barely a quarter mile north Arivaca I saw a small kettle of vultures. I was surprised to see there were Black Vultures, which I always associate with the east coast. The Black Vultures circled a road kill with the usual Turkey Vultures. That was a nice treat, I mean, seeing a second type of vulture, not the dead kitty.
|Black Vulture left, Turkey Vulture Right|