Another cinder hill.

Long day. Up early to drive down to Tucson for a medical appointment - better news; I'm relieved.

Drove down in one shot. I took the camera but didn't take it out of the camera bag until I was nearly halfway home. This was one of the last views I took to remind me of the picture I didn't take when the sun shone low and golden on this hill (the grass was brown) with a backdrop of ominous storm clouds. I first took this.

It's a beautiful evening now . . . fussed the dogs and put out more nectar for the hummingbirds; they've gone through over two cups in twenty-four hours. I counted a dozen round the feeders yesterday.