It is April and the ocotillos are blooming, their red flowers sitting against the blue sky. Jeff says he remembers ocotillo by thinking ocho tios, which translates to eight uncles.
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It is April and the ocotillos are blooming, their red flowers sitting against the blue sky. Jeff says he remembers ocotillo by thinking ocho tios, which translates to eight uncles.
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