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Springtime in the Sonoran Desert feels magical. Violet blooms of the Engelmann Hedgehog herald spring has arrived. Palo Verde trees gift the landscape a golden glow and Desert Globemallows celebrate with apricot flowers. Gentle breezes carry birdsong of black-throat sparrows, cactus wren, and curve-billed thrashers, while white-winged doves cry out in search of a mate. Sonoran Spotted Whiptails dart among sun-baked stones and gopher snakes slither in search of midday meals. It is but a brief symphony of abundance, a living monument to the impermanence of life. 

What is life? It is the flash of the firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is in the little shadow that runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset.

Crowfoot, Blackfoot Warrior (1830-1890)

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