Anthropogenic?

The garden sits simmering

in a haze of heat, the vivid

colours of its floral displays

wan and pallid, lacking the verve

so recently paraded before the

proud gardener's daily garden

prowl.  The verdance has

notably dimmed, the plants

restored after a heat-demented

squirrel's rampage have wilted

and expired.  This garden in

distress appeals listlessly to the

dismayed surveyor of a drought

induced disaster, to mount a

rescue, the life-giving balm of

water that nature has withheld in

her defiance of creatures

convinced their intervention

trumps natural order.  The plight

of the garden a mere unfortunate

symbol of the inevitable conflict

that nature is destined to use

to the advantage of neither.