as i sit here with my salted gatorade (yes, i know it's got salt but my body requires more), ponderin' the universe i'm somewhat tempted to snap a pic of the moon. not yet in it's fullest state fer the month, but with a dustin' of dirt it's purty neat lookin'. kinda a dirty glow surrounds it.
after 2 hours of thunderin', lightenin', 50mph winds, perhaps 3 drops of rain actually made it to the ground. i did not bear witness to these drops, but mom said it was on her back door...thus far it's been 27 days without moisture. temps anywhere from the mid 90's to 105+ the past couple of months. it's given "drought season" a whole new meanin'. the monsoonal rains that doused the western side of the state & the central mountains seemed to elude this part of the country, once a great grassland.
we sit in great anticipation as storms grow, watches/warnings go into place. alas, it breaks up before it gets to our neck of the woods so to speak. regains it's energy about 8 miles east of here & clobbers the west texas high plains. that green eyed monster overcomes me when that happens. i've never been jealous of anythin' or anybody. this is a new feelin' that i'm not quite sure how to deal with. jealousy does not suit me.
i dislike it in others. what am i to do?
then there's my ranchin' bud about 60 odd miles or so north of here. bless his heart, he'll call and ask if i'm gettin' that cloud he sees. he's not fared any better. we must not be livin' right. the extended drought weighs heavily on his mind. he hauls water to cattle at least twice a day. the winds will not blow fer him it seems, thus his wells will not pump that precious liquid to quench their thirst. there's no mesquite beans this year fer the cattle to fatten on. no moisture prompted their growth. there's talk of takin' torches out to burn the thorns off the cactus so the critters will have somethin' to forage this winter. yet, the fear of startin' a fire loom heavily. i wish i could ease his & so many others of this burden. they've culled their herds to the smallest numbers they've carried in almost 30 years. it's a sad time fer all.
seems all i can do is sit here & ponder....
Been there sweet lady! Back in the 90's we had to sell off cattle as well as goats that year (as did others back them) No rain equaled no feed, hay was scarce and wells were hard pressed to keep up. Eventually we did get our long awaited rains but it was too late for many and the cost of sprigging the pastures nearly broke many after the loss of income that their cattle used to bring in prior to the massive sell off.
ReplyDeletepraying y'all get your rains and that they are soft falling, deep soaking, reservoir filling, land quenching and long lasting, glorious rains!
(((hugs)))
thanks, ms kayellen :) am so glad we got outta cows when i became ill. tis bad enough with the horses. it'll work itself out, although some predictions are it's gonna be another 10-20 years.
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