Ours looks like a bad movie remake. At least a couple of communities are starting water restrictions on Monday, April 1, including Denver. The snowpack (our ONLY source of meaningful water) is at 60-70% normal after 2012 that was staggeringly below normal esp for the spring. At least this year we've had moisture in March, which is historically one of our wettest months. Last year the big cities that sit along the mountains, called the Front Range (including Denver, Boulder, Colorado Springs and Fort Collins) got 0 precip in March and wildfire season started then, too, with the North Fork Fire. This year we've already started wildfire season, which sort of never really ended though has had lulls here and there. Friends of mine who work for fire departments and natural resource or water management departments are not optimistic. Sigh. On the bright side, our front yard has not been grass for the last 10 years, after the drought of 2002. People were *literally* painting their lawns green, and I think at least one small town totally ran out of water and residents had to take sponge baths and drink bottled water shipped in.
Stupidly, water rights in Colorado prohibit legally saving water: either grey water use or rainwater container collection. Thus I have been working on passive rainwater collection (ie slowing). I plan to do more work this weekend with mulching and planting the front yard. The backyard is beyond my layperson abilities so we will need some consulting: it's very sloped and has mature trees at the crest of the hill. At least I don't really care if the sloped part is brown, and maybe for kicks I'll get some clover seed to throw down. Also I plan to use small bits of grey water that are simple and in the (ha ha) grey area: putting post-lettuce wash water on the rhubarbs, for example.
We'll see what the spring and summer bring, though snow is the best. lots of rain, especially quickly, could actually cause worse damage than low rainfall because then there may be erosion and flooding where stuff burned last year. Sigh again.