A promise from forgotten days of rain,
bold whites and blues and greens
flush the flesh clean as a hawk’s cry
in spring. When we were children
here, we walked within our dreams
of endless rivers crashing and cascading
from the Sierra snowpack into the Valley
ditches and furrows, row upon row
to fill the cornucopia of the world.
But we have pumped the ground dry.
Is this a harbinger of better times, or
have the gods returned to say goodbye?
drycrikjournal 
Seems the gods may have seen enough.
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“But we have pumped the ground dry” I think you’ve summed up a lot there.
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https://www.latimes.com/projects/california-farms-water-wells-drought/
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Thanks for the link. There are so many similarities between parts of Australia and California. The biggest problem I see it that no one (or very few) is willing to cut back on what he has even if that means that some people will have nothing.
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Agreed. And we are depleting our resources to focus on growth ($) and will leave the planet bankrupt for our grandchildren.
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