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Dry Times

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The past two dry years have been tough on the Great Blue Herons here, resorting to year-round rodent hunting to sustain themselves. With a measureable flow for only 18 days this year, absorbed before it made it to the Kaweah River, Dry Creek peaked at 9 cfs on April 3rd, compared to the 2010-11 season when Dry Creek ran until September 4, 2011. It’s too late for the chance of showers (and thunderstorms) today and tonight to help our feed or the herons much other than settle the dust and temporarily change the smell of things with only 5.67” of rain since October 2013. Those are the numbers, but one look at our April feed conditions says it all.

An image branded in my brain during the devastating Drought of 1977 is that of a Great Blue Heron fishing from the concrete bank of the Friant-Kern Canal near Exeter that gave me hope, that demonstrated their adaptability to me. No wonder they have become our totems—now if we can just take their lead.

ON THE RIO DE SAN FRANCISCO

                        “If you keep the faith I will exist
                        at the edge, where your vision joins
                        the sunlight and the rain: heads in the light,
                        feet that go down into the mud where the truth is.”
                                – William Stafford (“Spirit of Place: Great Blue Heron”)

In a dark corner of my cerebrum,
hangs a painting framed like a window
to a bright summer’s day, a Blue Heron

fishing from the steep concrete bank
of the Friant-Kern Canal, legs braced
at the edge of snowmelt snaking

through foothill orchards south –
faded black stenciled letters saying:
STAY ALIVE BY STAYING OUT.

Far from the noisy rookery in the tops
of sycamores above the bogs and frogs,
a tourist, an opportunist, this old will

adapts to all kinds of weather to outlive
our politics, our genius and mistakes –
as good a place as any to hang hope.