When I get up in the morning there are usually several dozen white-wing doves perched on the bushes around the house waiting for the daily birdseed dole. I can also hear them walking around on the roof, and there are often a few perched around the rim of the big skylight in the atrium. Today was the first time I've seen them actually walking around on the plastic dome surface.

There seems to be some sort of magnetic attraction between my old cameras and old aircraft. When I visited the Pima Air & Space Museum in Tucson, I found myself carrying a heavy backpack of old cameras, and I managed to shoot some photos with most of them during the morning I spent there.

Petroglyph, Chaco Canyon
I have added a brief reading list to my Sacred Places web pages about rock art in New Mexico.

Richard and Rio get their own gallery.

The Desert cottontails are regular daily visitors at our water dishes. The Black-tailed Jackrabbits only show up when daytime highs approach the 100-degree mark. Though the two species show many similarities, they are not so closely related, and their features are more the result of convergence driven by similar environmental challenges.     The little cottontails are much more assertive than their bigger cousins. They are not reluctant to muscle their way through crowds of doves and quail which have come for the morning feeding. If there is a cottontail already drinking from a single water dish, the jackrabbits will wait patiently until the cottontail finishes -- that can be five or ten minutes sometimes, as neither are very efficient drinkers.     Having two dishes with water considerably reduces competition, but the appearance of a pair of thirsty Gambel's Quail proved too much for the jack.