When you're floating down the Colorado River in the Grand Canyon, the boatman will occasionally remind you to look up. In other words, get your head out of your urban world of self-induced problems and take a note of nature. I was reminded of that recently when shooting some vacant Tucson elementary and high schools--most victims of the Great Recession and one of which has stood idle for eight long years. It was here that my guide opened the lock to an open courtyard that reminded me of the opening scene of Guardians of the Galaxy, when Peter Quill is scanning the once populated ruins of some Archaic city. Sun-faded green and yellow playsets stood idle in the shade of massive, abandoned trees, and I pondered why there was a mat of feathers strewn across the ground. It was about then that a headless and very dead dove fell at my feet and there was a minor blowback of wings and air above. A decent-sized hawk glided to a nearby nest and was joined by his/her mate, and I suspect they were not amused by their interrupted le bird quiche. It was a small, quiet wilderness in the epicenter of our bustling fair city, and it gives one comfort that you can still find it if you just look up.