June dribbles - 9

Great-grandpa Methuselah was getting old—over a hundred; over a thousand I’m sure. Uncle Ham was seriously worried about the farm and the way it never rained; how it got so hot. The river was dry. We need some snowmelt from the mountains, said Granddad, then he built an ark.

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