I don't know if you've heard, but the Southeast US is suffering from a record drought. The area where I live is right smack in the middle of it all. Today, we are having something of an oddity -- a gray drizzly day. It's not really raining very much, but at least it looks like it wants to a little.
This drought is really a serious problem, as lots of areas are having to implement strict limitations in water usage. Our home is more out in the country, so we're not on city water. We use our own well, which brings its own problems. We really have no way of knowing how low our water table is, and how much water we have down in the ground waiting for us. I also have to be concerned about my area neighbors, who are also on wells and don't seem to realize that their watering their lawns affects the water table for all of us! Even worse, many businesses and farmers are facing serious decisions about how long to try to stay in business.
Anyway, there are a couple of nice things about the lake level being so low.
For one, we have enough beach to burn our limbs and other yard trash. (Yes, we had a permit. Burn restrictions were temporarily lifted last week when we got a little rain.)
There's nothing like a nice hot dog roasted over a campfire for breakfast :-)
You can find untold treasures that have been buried at sea. This is an old golf ball that My Boy found. No doubt it was knocked in the lake by his grandad years ago when he was practicing his chip shot. This is one of those balls that has tightly wound rubber bands around a super-ball-like center. My Boy had never heard of such!
My Boy also found some cool ice formations in the sand.
Wildlife tracks abound, too. Here's some tracks from a raccoon.....
Here's some from a blue heron.....
And here are some from our local mallards....
The long range forecast doesn't look good for our rain deficit. But God is good, and I try to remember Matthew 6:25-27:
"Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more important than food, and the body more important than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life?
In the meantime, I'll be thankful for whatever rain comes our way.