Weekly Grist Gallery, May 1, 2011
Wet and dry, not necessarily occuring in that order
After the longest hot-dry spell in most peoples memory, rains finally came August 12 and 13. Not quite enough, but any relief is better than none. Before the rains started the corn harvest in the south Arkansas Delta was in full swing. Pictures will change automatically every nine seconds or you may operate the slide show manually with the panel below.

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A reluctant drop encapsulating a miniscule twig clings to the tip of a camellia leaf outside our kitchen window.
Another camellia leaf, another drop hanging on. But just barely.
Still yet another camellia leaf thirsty after weeks of no rain and 100 degree plus weather.
Cape Jasmine leaves, perked up by the rain.
Cape Jasmine leaves seem to be praying for rain. The Almighty heeded their supplication.
Sometimes, particularly after a prolonged period of parching, a puddle is a positive premonition that the environment is pushing to parity.
Down south, seven days prior to this recent soaking, the corn harvest was in full swing. At this grainery, the bounty was being stored on the ground.
The immense storage bins dwarf the man and his four-wheeler.
The sun backlit the falling corn and put the grain bins in shadow mode.
The place is bigger than huge.
The backlit corn cascade is dramatically positioned against the grain bins in shadows.
Here's where it all started. Corn ready for harvest, well in excess of my 6'-3" height, conveniently across the road from the grainery.