Despite the cooler temperatures this summer, and the abundance
of rain we received this spring, the area rivers and streams
are lower than I remember seeing them for many years.
Ducks and geese are standing on islands where before they
would have been paddling. The recent showershave not been
sufficient to restore the moisture to the parched lands.
Hosta that have been in the sun are now baked and sere, their
leaves and stalks are pale gold on the ground.
Those in more shaded areas have taken every drop their
leaves could catch, dropped them into creased leaves
on their way to nourish the roots below.
Sometimes, a tiny reservoir had been created, leaving
a sip of water for a bird, or even a passing ant.