Dust in the Wind

Time moves on and things change. The landscape around Tiny House is slowly turning from agriculture to homes. Cities are growing as aging Northerners seek warmer climes. As much as I complain about the influx of people I have to admit I am part of the problem. One has to wonder where the breaking point is and the pressure becomes too much on the land. Resources, particularly water are finite in these parts. Unfortunately, money trumps common sense when it comes to land development. Some rivers are already showing the strain. Drawing ground water up stream combined with the ongoing drought is a deadly combination.

Above is a picture of a machine shed that will soon vanish, as did the water tower near our house. The tower was part of an old cotton gin, now replaced by the wonders of Wal-Mart. A poor trade at best. It is sad to see, but building mean progress and that seems to be all that counts. Mrs. Phos assures me it is like that everywhere on god’s green earth so no point in moving.

Anyway, the weather is starting to tease – more clouds in the morning, but not enough to do us any good, yet. I hope that we’ll see some rain by the end of the week…

I included another cloud picture because I know /t. likes those. It is the sunrise this morning - I forget clouds probably aren’t a big deal to some of you, but we don’t really see them that often so it is exciting for me…