Endless summer days
dry as dust and bone.
What I wouldn’t give
for cleansing rain
to feeds Earth’s soil.
© Heidi Barnes
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Endless summer days
dry as dust and bone.
What I wouldn’t give
for cleansing rain
to feeds Earth’s soil.
© Heidi Barnes
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Plus ça change, plus c'est la même chose / The more things change, the more they stay the same
It`s Climate Change !
True, but everything is a circle. I remember hot dry summers when I was younger, and I think some of this, like Texas, is part of that circle.
I agree with you Heidi . Some years are too wet some are too dry . No real pattern but California is turning into a desert .