Late this afternoon I decided to hike the creek down to W 3rd. My home is along Shoal Creek near W 24th; I can make this short walk in about an hour or so. I say “or so” since my pace depends on what I see and photograph.

My first impression? We need rain. The creek is retreating into its deepest holes. Fish, snakes, and turtles are crowded into the remaining pools. We are not as desperate as last summer, but I fear that by August we could be in the midst of another severe drought. Mourning doves were cooing their ways to water. Pray for a tropical storm.