Day 4 – Hawk Moon Ridge

Storm in early evening fills three barrels, 600 liters in a matter of a few minutes from half the roof. Another 600 liters at least spills over in the ensuing rain. Luna and I take a walk to the north point to watch the streams of water gradually soak the canyon walls, we are soaked as well, but it is not cold, although first touch of rain drop causes an electric pulse in skin. There are a few lightning strikes with the canyon-grumbling thunder, but nothing close. Temperature drops 25 degrees within a short while, breaking the deep heat of the +100F day. Three hours later, another storm rolls through after I had distributed half of the sequestered water to specific trees by the bucket-load, maybe that will give them an edge on possible pine bark beetle damage. Having enough water is a tree’s best way of fending off insect attacks.