Another round of Blue Oak
from the limb droughts have cured
to fall with a crash in the yard—
after the calves were marked
and friends were fed and gone,
you and I and a bottle of wine
before the fire we cooked upon
waiting for the pillowed clouds
to collect and turn dark gray—
our forecast rain. Tough filaree
looks like the dirt it’s hanging on,
leaves red and brown and in between—
last chance for feed this spring.
One wonders why we do this
to become the grass we need.
drycrikjournal 
From the green in the photo, it looks like you got badly needed rain. What a blessing!
janet
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The only rain since February 15 was 0.16″ last night, bringing our total to less than 4.5″ when our average for a season is generally 15″. Green in the foreground is in the saddle where what rain we got collected. Filaree on SW facing slopes on Monday still in dire straights. Hoping for T-showers this afternoon.
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Love this
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Thanks, Mary, glad you like it. It’s still growing on me.
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Really like “the limbs droughts have cured”
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Thanks, George. Dead and attached since 2014, it acquiesced to becoming cordwood while missing the fence. Burns good and hot!
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Wow, John… in so few words you capture a very big problem. I wish you rain!
~Jane
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Yes, Jane, it’s not pretty.
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