One sere year

We are mid-way through the winter season, the sun's low altitude barely helps to warm the north eaves, but you can see in natures daily arc- the longer days are here.

Did we restore the water table? Will we have the mountain run-off to recharge and nurture our fields? Turn the calendar's page and spring's garlic scapes will appear and the mule dear cross through the scrub oak and juniper and serviceberries on their way to the confluence of the creeks.

Greenery will appear in the sere cracks at our feet. Maybe our biome is so resilient at 7600' that plants can appear to grow in the dust, in the wake of our wet winter?