Between our rented house and Queen Creek Wash — with its roadrunners, hawks, bunnies, great horned owls, and Gambel’s quail (which move too jerkily and continuously to be photographed) — the photography options are a bit limited.
The outbound route does take me by the levitating wigeons and occasional turtles, so there’s that. But there are only so many photos I need of wigeons, and the typical homeward-bound route is a bit boring.
So it came about that I was looking more carefully at tree trunks, marvelling at their diversity of texture.
