Summer on fire

We're on fire here.  Weeks of drought have left our grass a yellow and brittle as a hayfield.  The excessive temperatures soaring into the 90's and even above 100 degrees are like something out of a novel.  I'm expecting the horse barn to catch a blaze and Paul Newman to come running from the shadows, sweaty - being chased by a band of deputies.  It's been a long hot summer.  Last night even the moon was on fire - glowing orange in the black of the horizon.  We need rain soon though.  The grass is a goner, but the farmers need a miracle to save their crops this year.