Our Summer

This summer has been an experience in tolerance. The heat of central Texas is without a doubt one of the worst heats I have felt. I would say only Yuma, AZ and Ballad, Iraq have been worse. I wanted to do nothing at all at any point in time. There was no rain for months of course and my pastures and yard looked like they had been baked in an oven. I spent more money on hay and feed for the livestock just these few months then I had to during the entire winter. Luckily, September has brought us some relief. Rain and lower temperatures.

It is almost magical watching the transformation of nature. God’s creation certainly has a tenacity about it. Within four days of the first rain I had to mow my magnificent looking yard. Now it appears lush and green with no sign of the dead life that had overwhelmed it just a week prior. My livestock now have plenty of fresh greenery to eat and my mood has much improved. Here in this arid savannah we constantly pray for rain. In this beautiful place rain is the lifeblood of all things from farming to commerce. I am eternally grateful to God for his bounties.