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They may be lightweights, but they’re smarter than me…

With hundreds of pecan trees in and around our neighborhood, we are a squirrel’s Valhalla. Being partially in the country with lots of hiding places and soft dirt to dig, ground squirrels likely outnumber humans in Mesilla Park. And not unexpectedly, they especially like the wood pile in the southeast corner of our yard, acrossContinue reading “They may be lightweights, but they’re smarter than me…”

Finding good luck and a couple of other random things…

I expressed my worries about declining horny toad numbers in an earlier blog — remembering how plentiful they were when I was growing up in Ruidoso and how much everyone enjoyed finding one. Well, I got some good news this week from my sister Wendy, who lives in Cochiti Lake between Albuquerque and Santa Fe.Continue reading “Finding good luck and a couple of other random things…”