| The true leader of the pack |
| Running down the arroyo |
| Running up the arroyo |
| Looking the other way inside the arroyo |
| Day at the beach |
| Becca and Dr. K |
| Becca and Packrat |
| The true leader of the pack |
| Running down the arroyo |
| Running up the arroyo |
| Looking the other way inside the arroyo |
| Day at the beach |
| Becca and Dr. K |
| Becca and Packrat |
A crowd of White-winged Doves Today is exactly two years since Frio died, and I'm not over it at all. In his memory Willow and I bushwh...
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The dry, cold desert wind can really chill the bones.
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