Trickles in the desert
So. y’all have been warning us. “Wait until monsoon starts!” For the life of me I couldn’t figure out how all these dry drainage ditches, washes, and river beds were going to fill up. And then we got our first honest to goodness thunderstorm in Tucson last Saturday. And I loved it. And I can’t wait for more!
Our new house backs up to one of these washes. Even though it didn’t fill up, there was a little bit of water that collected. And since that time, we’ve seen much more activity in the wash. More birds. More rabbits. More other creepy crawlies. All looking for leftover water. That water has disappeared off the surface, but they, and I, know it’s still there. It is available for those that search for it. The brush in the wash looks a little happier too. Perked up. There are even a few fresh blossoms. A bit of water makes all the difference.
This week we’re going to start a new series, and we’re going to kick it off by talking about how a tree planted by the water thrives even in the harshest conditions. We’ll also look at what that water and that tree mean for us. Until then, I hope you stay hydrated!
See you Sunday, if not before!