Hiding Amost The Wisps

I caught this Curve-billed Thrasher as he flew up the ocotillo in the corner of my neighbor's yard, bit by bit, on this very windy day.  He looks like he's hanging on for dear life.  I've never quite seen a bird in this particular position before. 

He sat there for a full minute calling out his familiar "whit-wee , whit- wee".  In fact, that's the call that made me pick up the camera and drew me to the door in the first place.  I knew he was close by!