Some personal history in poem and song. The photos are mine…well, I dug them out of the archives. That’s the very beginning of the Dusty Chaps in 1969. left to right Bill Lackey, Petey Mesquitey, Woody Janda, George Hawke.
Well, every year I find the the same male box turtle in a monsoon puddle out by our front gate. A friend asked how...
I grew up in the land of the black walnut, Juglans nigra. And, if you grew up in the eastern…
Petey has a new wildflower book and likes it so much that he is probably reading it under the covers at night. Oh dear....