The green ends at the fence.

We spent yesterday travelling. Decided to make a run for it! We started in San Francisco and ended up in San Clemente at 10:30 pm pulling into a dark state park and waking up to views of the ocean!
It was a sobering day of travel through southern California. We passed mile after mile of brown fields and hills. Four years of severe drought is having a serious impact and the rolling hills now look like golden sand dunes. (We watched Lawrence of Arabia the other night!) The only green we saw were the fields of almond trees - watered by ribbons of bright blue canals. Large and native trees bordering the almond groves are in the process of dying - bent and broken with giant pick-up-sticks of large branches at their base. Signs dot the highways blaming politicians and warning of loss of food and loss of jobs. The rare, slightly green field made us think they’ve had some rain until we noticed that the green ends at the fence line.
Makes me glad we have access to local farms - expect it will become more important all the time.