The Ol’ Guajolote came flowing out of the mountains down to the grassland and Petey found himself tumbling downstream with his dog Farley. A fallen Emory oak across the creek saved the day and the now recovered Petey says there is a cool plant growing in that stream bed.
Anxious for some early morning light and something green in the grassland, Petey remembers an early blooming wildflower to look for in the nearby...
It’s the way that folks at the Bisbee farmers Market say, “Oh, you grow the bellota.” that makes me think of that common name...
Petey talks of a wonderful dream and also a plant with dream like seed pods.
