As the crow flies— Drought, 2011

Labor Day and the Bastrop fires put my mind and creativity on hold for September.

By mid-October there has been a little rain for a few days of respite, bringing hope with cooler weather.  The drought still hovers over new sprigs of grass pushing up through the straw-covered bare ground.

Days are healing and solitude is devine.  My studio is back in working order.  In a few days or a week, I believe sanity will return.

Seed in the feeders brings a variety of birds to my backyard.  The bird bath is full of bow-tailed grackle splashing and grooming.  I bought new cushions for the wicker furniture.  It all makes me smile.  Nature is my favorite sound.