Dry, dry heat
It's just after 5 in the morning. I woke at 4 in the lovely cool before dawn and I was thinking of the birds and bees and butterflies, all thirsty in this heat and drought. Yesterday we saw several ravens on the ground, beaks a-gape, and though we stopped and put out some water for them, they flew off. We left the water cups tucked into the roots of a tree so they or someone else could drink after we left. This morning I put out several flattish bowls with water on the back porch. There is an... Sign in to see full entry.