Wednesday, April 17, 2013

The porch is wet

We woke to a misty morning--but not enough rain to do any good.  The poor ground is so dry.  I water and the next day the poor plants have drooping heads.  I am not sure they will be able to make it through a Texas summer.  They need to quickly grow some new roots and go down deep into the ground.

But life goes on off the highway.  The cardinals are already feeding and I can hear the song birds announcing how happy they are for a cool morning.

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