I hear the thunder
Oh please stop over my house
Raindrops needed here!
(bad Haiku #136)
The willow is protesting by furiously dropping leaves. The grass has gone crispy in parts, and dormant in others. Monster heat and no rain combine to make one thing. That one thing is "brown."
I'm just too weak and feeble to drag the hose around. The willow tree experiment proved that the other day. I hate to watch stuff wither and die right before my eyes, but I really can do nothing. Except hope it rains.
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