Remember the Bovine Hot Tub?
This was last week.
There is even less water this week.
Jesse and Owens stand up in it and the water doesn't reach their little bellies.
This is--or rather WAS--our little pond.
All the duck weed that took over last spring is GONE, now!
There are not enough "Y's in
DRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY
to describe this bottom of this pond.
And then there is THIS heartbreak.
The dead one in the middle is the Grand Oak.
It was a beautiful, OLD tree, the trunk approximately 10' circumference.
Gone.
And now we have wildfires.
Stood on the back porch last nite watching the flames lick up.
Don't even have any idea how many acres it has consumed, but it has burned for two days and was 3/10ths of a mile from the house last night.
Helicopters were dumping water all day, and roads were shut down all around us on Monday.
Smoke is thick and heavy.
Animals are skittish, and the displaced wildlife is running up on us.
Coyotes were next to the house early this morning.
George and Ralph were very, VERY busy last night.
Have pictures i will share next time i can get to the computer that will let me download from my camera. It is amazing.
I was in Missouri last week, and it is lush and green there. Saw pastures being mowed and raked, and more than once saw round bales rotting in the field, tall grass all around them. Livestock was fat and healthy looking.
I was discontinuing a water delivery service, and returned the empty 5 gallon jugs, and one full, unopened one. The burly guy at the warehouse picked up the unopened one and carried it off. I turned around just in time to see him rip off the top and start dumping the water on the ground. Before i could even think about it, i screamed,
"NOOOOOO!!!! What are you DOING!?!?!?!?!?"
Burly man popped up with at very startled and somewhat frightened look on his face, and told me that by law he was required to dump the returned jug of water.
By this time i had recovered my senses, and was completely embarrassed, apologized profusely, and explained that i was from a place experiencing extreme drought, and we were ever so slightly concerned with water conservation.
I bought the whole darn thing and brought it home with me.
Listened to that bad boy jiggle in the back seat for 550 miles.
It made the trip home take way longer than the trip up, coz i had to stop and tinkle every 60 miles.
But i just couldn't bare to see it go to waste.
4 comments:
Oh my! I can not believe that big Grand Oak is dead! How tragic. Please tell me you are going to make something out of it.....maybe even just a walking stick? Something to preserve a little piece of it so that you can tell your grandchildren about that grand tree some day.
we are just heartsick. Jed is talking table top. but we will do something with some of it, for sure.
Those fires were frighteningly close. That pond sure is dryyyyyy. Don't suppose you've had any rain as of yet?
none yet, still prayin'.
welcome aboard! ya anyone i know? ;o) i've never been too good at those nicknames, i.d.'s, or as we used to call them in the '70's...handles. (now we just have love handles, but that is another issue entirely!_)
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