Rain

We got a little bit last night.  Had I been awake when it finally came, I would have danced in it.

The garden is struggling with the utter lack of it.  We’ve enjoyed two squash casseroles, finally some tomatoes and some peppers, banana, jalapeño and cayenne.  I watered everything but the second bed, the garage bed and the sweet potato.  I’ll water them in the morning.

There’s a slight chance for rain this weekend, but I will water everything in the front Saturday morning.  The grass looks ok and the Pom has about 10 fruit on it.   The poor orchid tree may not make it back from two freezes.  I will try to save it.

Rick Perry’s God ignored him and brought no rain.  I have no god to appeal to.  Only politicians and the hope that some will see the error of their ways.

When I was a girl, I moved irrigation pipe three times a day for my grandfather — with my older sister.  We would get up in the morning and move the pipe from the evening before.  It was full of water from the well and my sister had to lift her end up to empty out the water so we could carry it, without stomping on  cotton plants, the eight rows up to then set it down and lock it into the pipe we had just laid.

It was hard work and I did it from when I was a child strong enough to pick up a twenty foot long irrigation pipe until The Western Company poisoned my grandfather’s well water when I was a teenager.

West Texas — where my parents and grandparents are from — as am I in the end — has always depended on ground water.  Here in Houston, I’ve always depended on rain.  We really need some rain.  Prayer is not going to do it.  It may even be too late.

While so many worry over the debt that two unfunded wars and an unfunded pharma give away created, the country suffers from lack of rain or the torrential onslaught of torrential storms.  And some think that a helping hand for our own people must be paid for, having voted for the certain death of so many foreigners.  The most vulnerable in our country must pay for the millions given away to Dick Cheney and his friends, who worship at the feet of a man who is a simpleton, much like George W. Bush.

For all of those people who cheered Netanyahu, Cheney and Bush robbed you.  And you don’t even care.  Just keep following this guy and his gnat brigade:

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