Traditionally, the Pacific NW has been a verdant paradise -- all because we have plenty of water.
Now, not so muck, er much. Take a look at this creek that has become partially a mud flat.
This creek passes under the road where I perch to shoot. The other side of the road looks like this:
Two weeks ago it looked like this, and I thought it was shallow then: The heron barely gets his feet wet! No heron there now. Early in the summer the entire area was marsh.
Adjacent to this creek is another marsh that presently consists of two tiny ponds. This egret found a place to feed, but his feet are also barely wet.
I recognize that marshes shrink in high summer and that we have had little rain. But I look at this and wonder where we will get water to fight wildfires.