This episode is a reminiscence sparked by some old photos. I’m pretty sure my father took the photos, because I can’t remember him ever being without a camera. So, thanks dad, I love these. I only wish you were around so I could tell you.
And of course thanks to Cricky for the friendship so many years ago and to Ms. Mesquitey for the friendship now and onward.
Petey laments the loss of light. Rubber Rabbitbrush is a wonderful native shrub of the uplands. The golden yellow blooms atop gray stems in...
Petey whines a little about the wildflower display near his home, but finds a flower that calms him down.
Isn’t it wonderful to live in a region where clouds and humidity and rain are so celebrated? You can tell the folks who originally...
