The Desert Museum is a combination of a zoo, spotlighting the creatures who inhabit the desert, and a field trip through the desert. There are many strategically placed buildings into which you can step and cool off in the shade while watching lizards, snakes, bobcats and wolves. There is also a hummingbird house, much like the butterfly house I visited in STL this spring. The tiny dancers zip around you or hover right before your eyes but are difficult to catch on film.
We were drawn to the noise of the bird cage where doves, Arizona quail (yes, the ones with the topknot), ducks, and many other species of birds sang and sang to others, just outside the wires. I admit, it made me sad to see them trapped within where, although safe, they were not free. You know how I love birdsong; this place was heavenly for me. I loved this sandy paradise, full of skittering, hidden life and the thin reaching arms of the desert plants. Here are my friend Christal and I, posing just outside the reptile house.I'm off for now. Tomorrow I will write some more about this city where the people seem incredibly friendly, even if the plant life is anything but that. TTFN