We drove out of Phoenix yesterday, leaving family times behind and arrived at dusk at the park. Bruce has been birding and biking and this afternoon we walked around the lower part of the park, ignoring the mountain. Maybe tomorrow.
The mountain, Picacho is the peak to the left.
Fishhook cactus with fruits. 
The recent rain has left a legacy. It feels like spring in Ohio with the new grass. Helen
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