Wynonna has a new favorite spot to nap. It is the greenest, shadiest and prettiest patch of ground on the ranch.
It happens to be right where all the rain drains through the culvert that Ethel helped me build back in the fall of 2010.
Precious little water has flowed through the culvert since we built it, but desert flora is nothing if not opportunistic.
Most of these bushes are some sort of sage, with a few yucca, chamisa, and Mexican feather grass in there as well.
Listen to me sound like I know what I'm talking about... Thanks to everyone who identified my mystery grass
the other day. Now that you've told me I'm growing Mexican feather grass, I sort of remember planting two tiny pots of it
the first spring I lived here, one on each side of the house. Great stuff! It has spread wherever the rain runs off the roof.
I'm standing right about where Wynonna is sleeping in the current pictures.
Won't she be surprised if we get a sudden downpour!
That's not in the forecast however.
We can only dream about better days ahead, when it rains again and a river runs through the front yard.
I've just realized this is the third whining-about-the-drought post I've written in the past 7 days.
That stinks. We'll try to get back on track next week.