There is not a whole lot more I want to add to this show, except that there is a road across the grassland and I still go there for stories. I hope you have a road or trail or special place that makes you want to sing. Happy 2019 my friends.
Mammalogy was one of my favorite courses back in my college days. It was 1968 (early Anthropocene) and there were…
My made up morning melodies are not nearly as amazing as the songs of a curved bill thrasher, but they help me begin the...
I’m not sure at all how this species of Passiflora ended up in Ms. Mesquitey’s bed of basil. I reuse old nursery soil from...
