Another drought.
After a drenching and stormy winter and spring, drought again visits us, leaving the ground sere, the animals desperate.
I have placed ready-made baths, three of them, around the back yard, including one on the deck. This afternoon, I watched as birds and squirrels waited their turns to slake their thirsts.
The squirrels are pests, but they have needs, too, and sometimes I feel compelled to meet them.
It's the least I can do.
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