Nature has no pity as it brings balance to the desert world. The trees are filled with birds so diverse that I won't begin to try to name them. Hummingbirds dart around in search of succulent blossoms. Ravens and an occasional hawk soar across the sky. Quail lead a line of their fuzzy babies.
Roadrunners dash about in search of lunch.
Should they meet there will be one less quail chick in the bevy. Ancient pottery and pictorial art on rocks are the earliest reflections of the beauty of this region. Even now Navajo rugs, animal fetishes, native pottery and other arts bring old traditions into the modern world. For me the Sornoran desert is a place of poetry. I can thank my father for inspiring my love of this region for he saw the wonder in every aspect of this desert.