The driest March on record meant lots of sand blowing. I was regretting the dirt work to get our “new” house in. Sand has been blasted through the doors and windows.
Luckily we missed the fires that started across the state.
The parched hills have filled up & turned green. The spring flowers have exploded.
The grass is greening up. For now, we can enjoy the rain and the peace-of-mind that the cows will stay put.