After a slow three-day rain,
clay dust dark brown and firm,
we think we see a tinge of green
before wet seed has time to burst
with open-handed cotyledons
through the saturated dirt.
Yesterday, on the optometrist’s screen
I see my eyeballs and optic nerves
that anticipate such good fortune:
bare ground, sloping hillsides
carpeted with short green—
a start to change our luck.
for Terence Miller
drycrikjournal 
Really like this one John …. And I like the nod to Terry Miller. He’s a great eye Dr. and a friend.
Gary (saw a badger yesterday over near King City. Got a few pics but he was too far away for any good ones)
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