Since it is Saturday, I am going to cheat a little and just post one of the daily poems that I write to put in the cards my wife makes to send to my Aunt in the nursing home in Pennsylvania. Remember now, that I mass produce these (five a week) so my poetry is not very good. I just wanted to post this because it explains just how dry it is in this area. We are down over 30 inches of rain so far and still no relief in sight.
OK, here is the poem for what it is worth:
It is so very dry!!
It is so very dry here it is hard to believe
Such a sad situation, we all need to grieve.
Plants and animals are dying off, it’s such a shame
It is a terrible drought with no one to blame.
It’s so dry, writing with ink you don’t need a blotter.
And restaurants are not allowed to serve water,
Unless the patron specifically asks for a glass.
And what used to be pretty lawns now have no grass.
So if you find dust in this card, don’t be too surprised
Down here, a well with good water is really prized.
We drove through lots and lots of rain on our way back home
Just to find in Texas a large, dry hot air dome.
If we get too dry and thirsty, may come to your door.
For a large glass of water, maybe two or more.
You all have a good weekend now, you hear?