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The Santa Cruz River flows right thru the middle of Tucson, and other than when we receive the heavy seasonal “Monsoon” rains, it is large, wide and completely dry. The post Fall migration brings rarities to Tucson appeared first on 10,000 Birds. Here is our Purple Gallinule!
That was the best possible spot we could find from our Tucson base, and given our badly stressed budget. It just so happens, that there were some pretty decent priced flights out of Tucson, so Jeanne booked a couple of tickets, and then had to beat it back home from Texas. Here is one of those Ani’s sunning it’s self.
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Jean and I overlapped by one year: August 1987 (when she arrived in Tucson) to August 1988 (when I departed for College Station, Texas). I have had no contact with Jean all these years, and today, out of the blue, she sent me an e-mail notifying me of a blog post about animals and telling me that she likes this blog.
Tucson, like other communities in the southwest, has satanistic, witch, and other occult groups. Needless to say, animal-rights and other groups are up in arms. Someone entered the premises of the Arizona-Sonora Desert Museum , cut the lock on the bighorn sheep exhibit, and shot the male bighorn to death. It has not been found.
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