Petey finds a young abandoned peccary under a mesquite tree and looks up just in time to see a large group of peccaries disappearing into the grassland. “Those critters aren’t coming back,” he quietly muttered and stared at the beautiful creature at his feet.
All the plants and their communities I was excitedly jabbering about are in the borderlands year round, but the sandhill cranes are only here...
I enjoy hearing friends talk about the plants that they’ve seen on walks or hikes and when we share our enthusiasm the jabbering is...
Petey gathers acorns and ponders life found around an Emory oak.
