The flowers of high summer now adorn our prairie. The well-known friends such as Ratibidas, Echinaceas, Rudbeckias, and Monardas, now shoot forth from earth-protected, perennial roots to blaze in the long days.
Fitful showers rear up in tall clouds, watering some and giving the hope of another day to those missed by the rain. Some clouds carry the time-release moisture we all dread. Hail cuts paths across the prairie farmland, shredding crops. Hail stones whiten the ground before melting into their more docile liquid form. They, like their sometimes-companions, the tornados, usually cut a relatively narrow path, but in their path, destruction is often complete.
Gene R. Stark
A teacher, farmer, trapper, and greenhouse grower. He writes about the outdoors and the people and culture of rural America..