Cedar Waxwings in the treetops.

The sound of a ponderosa pinecone opening on a hot day, and watching seeds fall down around me while sitting near the tree.

Javelina grunts, especially when hunting them.

The desert is a true treasure for him who seeks refuge from men and the evil of men.
In it is contentment
In it is death and all you seek
(Quoted from "The Bleeding of the Stone" Ibrahim Al-Koni)

member of the cabal of dysfunctional squirrels?