Much has been said about the Texas drought of 2011. Rivers ran dry, mighty Oaks wilted and died, ranchers selling off livestock, farmers losing a entire year's harvest. It was the driest on record. The other night I laid down in bed and read a story to my daughter "The Legend of the Bluebonnet" by Tommie dePaola
As the story goes, A Comanche Indian Girl named She-Who-Is-Alone lost here family during a great drought. All she had to remember them by was a little doll made by her grandmother that had deep blue feathers from the bird that cried "Jay-Jay". The tribe prayed to the great spirits and danced for rain. The great shaman who spoke to the Spirits told the Comanches that the spirits had spoken and they had been selfish and they were being punished. To end the drought they must make sacrifices of their most valued possessions. She-Who-Is_Alone new what she must give up. She climbed to the top of a hill lit a fire and threw her doll into the flames as an offering to the great spirit. When she awoke the next morning the rains had come, and the fields, as far as she could see, were covered in blue flowers. They were just as blue as the feathers from the bird that cried "Jay- Jay."
I couldn't help recall this legend as I was making this photograph. The rains came this winter and ended the Texas drought. What used to be dry brown dead fields are now lush and covered with the beautiful blue flowers we call Bluebonnets. I know there are thousands of farmers, ranchers and those who rely on the land who made huge sacrifices last year. These Bluebonnets are a sign that 2012 will be a much better year for them.