The Say's Phoebe's new eggs hatched today, and we can see at least two little heads. The nest is in the "garbage hole", where we store the garbage cans. It is apartment living there: the thorny mesquite branches above the little birds' heads is nesting material of the Curved-bill Thrasher, whose nest is above this one and who has also had two broods. I think the Phoebe pair is not very impressed with their somewhat rough neighbors, but are apparently not stressed enough to abandon the nest.
We are waiting for rain. The dew point is still too low for the monsoons to start, but a system will be coming through over the next couple of days. It smells like rain: there is nothing sweeter in the desert.