Looking Ahead
We’ve gone from a dry May to a wet June here in the Hill Country and it feels good. Not real sure how long it will last, but it’s here and I’ll take it. There’s a fog on the hills south of town, and a heavy dew on the grass this morning. Everything is green and anything that needs water is putting on new growth, even the Mountain Laurels are in on the game.
Of course, it’s tempting to think everything is okay now, but the lakes are still low, springs are still dry, and we’re pumping ever more water out of the ground. And what a killjoy that feels like. But I’ve lived here for fifteen years now and drought seems to be the more prevalent condition with big rain the exception rather than the rule. It feels like we’re cycling down rather than up.
I wish we all had a better relationship with mother nature and mother earth. But a large percentage of us feel as though it was put here for our pleasure, to do with as we will. And maybe it was, because I’m pretty sure in the end Mother Nature cares little for what Mr. Peabody’s coal trains did to Paradise because by all accounts the earth has another seven billion years to go before the sun eats it. A lot can happen in that space of time, and nothing we’re doing now will count for anything then.