Last week, I went looking for Western Bluebirds at Coon Bluff, my favorite birding site along the Salt River. The bluebirds arrive in winter to feast on the berries of the desert mistletoe that grows parasitically on mesquite.
This was my first clear glimpse of a male's unmistakable brilliant blue.
As I continued searching, and hoping for a closer bluebird shot, I spotted something quite surprising:
My winter birding is off to a doubly happy start!