My
birthday walk at Santa Ana National Wildlife Refuge.
It
starts at the top of this trail map, right along the southern border wall, and
does a big loop between there and the Rio Grande, so my entire walk was on the
other side of the fence.
We
get a variety of habitat in the thorn forest.
Past
the old cemetery.
The
cemetery relates to a large ranch created by a land grant from the Mexican
government in 1834. It was Mexico here then. We have a friend a
little farther north who still owns family property as a result of a land grant
when this was Mexico.
Later,
I ran across this mesquite tree that may capture how I want to be when I grow
up.
Beat
up. Twisted. A limb blown off by lightning and even burned a
little.
But
still out there doing its thing.
Unless
maybe I’d rather be like this squirrel.
Fat
and happy.
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