The first real rain of the season brought plenty of gusty winds. Enough so that one of the giant agave flowers the woodpeckers packed with acorns blew down and tossed its contents like a bursting piñata.
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About the Author: Sage Osterfeld
I’m just a guy with nearly an acre of dirt, a nice little mid-century ranch house and a near-perfect climate. But in my mind I’m a landscaper survivalist craftsman chef naturalist with a barbeque the size of a VW and my own cable TV show. I like to write about the stuff I build, grow and see here at Sage's Acre.
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