On cloudy mornings Petey likes to trot across the grassland. Or is that the lala land?
Cloudy monsoon mornings are wonderful and there is a lot of activity out in the grassland near the ol’ guajolote. And then the sun comes out! Smart critters scurry to shade and I am no exception.
I know that being in the moment or being here now is important, but I confess to spending a lot of time wanting to...
“Oh, Wilderness were Paradise enow!” I know, often overused, but that line from the Rubaiyat fits the way I’ve always felt about getting out...
I don’t know any poultry fanciers that don’t have a guinea fowl story or two or three. Chickens are where it usually starts as...
