This summer I was blissfully ignorant of the bad conditions and heat that hit the midwest. Well, I wasn’t ignorant, but I was most certainly enjoying the milder temperatures of the New England coast and northern US. Besides, it was raining almost every day this summer; there had to have been rain on the plains at some point, right?
So imagine my surprise when I got home to see this in most of the lakes:
I’d say those birds look pretty desperate. When we moved in closer, we saw a lot of this:
And yes, that is hundreds of dead minnows all washed up on the edge of a putrid puddle. The birds were trying to get the last vestiges of live fish out before the hole dried up. It felt like we were on a nature show in the African Sahara during the dry season.
However, just on the other side of the fence was this:
Very different, right? Heck, there were even flowers with bees and butterflies buzzing around them.
To be fair, the two ponds above were man-made and not spring-fed, but it was an extremely saddening sight to see the desolate crater that used to be a lake. Makes me wonder what everyone else must be thinking when they look out over their land right now.