
Everyone is happy, I exclaim—
half-inch rain after forty-five days without—
grass, trees, birds and animals revived,
the February air full of the future
as black cows and calves ascend
the green slopes across the canyon
reaching for the richer ridgetop feed
by evening. We raise a glass
to the generosity of all the native
gods and goddesses, to the crow pair
robbing nests and the bobcat trailing quail,
the ground re-energized—the vitality of life
spilling right before our eyes.
Whew……and the hint of more.
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The filaree has been revived! Will it survive another three weeks without rain?
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Sure, if it’s not too red, but looks like rain next week.
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Good news indeed, John. We recently got a half-inch or so here in Arizona and although I can’t say everything turned green, it was certainly welcome.
janet
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