I’m your Coney, your Field Correspondent with nature happenings from the Rocky Mountains.
Sticking with The Squirrel Nutwork’s theme, today I’m talking about water in my mountain neighborhood—or lack of it. While we’ve had a bit of rain nearly every day of late, the eastern side of the Rockies tends to be dry.
As those clouds blow across the United States from west to east, they can’t rise over our tall mountains while full of water droplets. Instead, they drop most of their moisture on the west slope of the Rockies and the air that blows on over is dry, dry dry.
Our water here on the Front Range comes from snowmelt. From high in the mountains, it travels our streams and creeks, gathering into larger rivers.
So the amount of water available in our neighborhood—for humans and wildlife—is determined by how much it snowed last winter!
Looking a little bare, isn’t it? By October my creek will be at a trickle. But then it will be getting cold enough to snow again.