Gold with little rain
I drive through the veil of yesterday
hoping little has changed
I can’t quite see behind
I see tracings of what lies ahead
the giants in today’s sky
are the least of what I dread
San Francisco and the Northern Bay area (of California) will always be considered home. I dont like seeing the changes that the drought has wrought on the state. I like seeing less the effects the drought is having on nature. Wildlife is driven into the cities in search of food and water. The deer are beautiful (though quite lean); the mountain lions a little less desirable.
The Daily Post Challenge for this week is Change.
penned in moon dust 