Life in the ditch, can be a real…

Vixen… sounding off, as she’s the alpha female of the pack, oft referred to here, in the dry river bed as “sound dogs”…(sounds like dogs to me but turns out to be a pack, of coyotes) 

An arroyo flush… can’t be far behind-hind, which will have them howling, whereas…

Too much rain… Arroyo pain…

Waste deep… “I’ve had it up to hear..” It takes a while to get used to listening to lectures about water and  its weighs, being a native of the Great Lakes…kind of like the most famous of male of his species, always playing second to the Road Runner…another prized possession in this part of NM. 

Leaves me…thirsting for more, sights, sounds of the SW.


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  1. Rain, rain, come often; come again many days

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