These are Extraordinary Times

The sun has only shown itself in brief glimpses these past couple of weeks.
I'm beginning to miss it...
But the reservoirs are thirsty. The soil is parched. The sky missed it's clouds.
The trees have seeds to disperse.
The streets needed a good soaking and the trash cans missed broken umbrellas
My boots and hats needed to be worn....
But I'm beginning to miss the sunshine.