Petey takes a drive into the hills near his home to see spectacular fall color of the local sumacs.
The Ol’ Guajolote is not alive with critters by the time it runs by our home. There are no fish or frogs or mud...
It’s hard to believe I didn’t mention the beautiful color of the trunks and branches of manzanita. I must have just assumed everyone knew...
Petey may be turning his skin into a field guide. A Peteyson Field Guide?! Oh dear. Curve billed thrashers, zone tailed hawks and box...
