Blooming in Drought
A flower, she spoke to me. Blooming from a rock crevice.
We've only had an inch of rain since the beginning of December. The level in our supply tanks is lowering every day. Since we want to have gardens, guests, and community, this just might have to be a year that we haul it in. It's been seven hears since we have done that. The last time, we only got four inches the whole year.
It's ridiculously inexpensive to truck water in. But that's not the point. When you live off the rain, that relationship of dependence and connection with your environment is precious. Also, with just the rain, we have the best water.
What the flower said to me is, “Even now, I can bloom.” The brilliant golden petals glow against a bubble of dark sandstone. In these conditions, this ordinary blossom has more power, more influence. I can certainly feel it. And by witnessing this strength, I share in it. ( Read More)