4.2.17 Now fallen into the waters

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There is this seasonal pond near Kestrel Lane. 

Once there was a fence bordering it, that has now fallen into the waters, 

dust to dust. 

Someone once defied zoning, and build three big fancy homes here, in wetlands. Pissed off the town, who reminded them that no one would ever live there. Called the bluff. 

Someone else did a dissertation on recycling every single bit of the three houses, so in this way, they finally vanished. 
Always wildlife and snappers flourish in this stream-fed pond.
This past summer, we suffered a drought. 
The pond dried up. It was so sad. But sometimes, these things happen.
Now, we have some Spring rains. We are blessed with Winter melt. 

The land is happily drinking , being nourished. 

At least buffered against whatever dry may arrive, come summer. 

Adaption is always the key.