I don’t think it’s possible to adequately describe how remarkable it was to stand on the front porch this morning, on the 17th day of July, and not only get wet, but feel slightly chilled as well. I’m still smiling this afternoon…because it’s still raining. Only those who have experienced drought and seen the effects of long periods of it can appreciate how very precious and rare a day of rain- especially rain without an accompanying destructive wind- can be to those of us on living on the prairie.
I have to admit I didn’t think often about water problems or a lack of rain when I lived in CA. Sure, there were summer water restrictions and we listened to the reports about farmers needing more water. But CA has irrigation systems including canals. It has huge mountains covered with snow that melts in the spring! It has lakes and rivers and streams. I never seriously worried about how water got to my tap. Now, after years of drought CA is in serious trouble and I pay close attention to their weather reports and dire warnings about the impact their water shortages will have on our grocery prices. I also worry about friends and family members who are there, especially those who are still involved in farming.
Of course there is bound to be some damage someplace that is related to our rainfall. The same front that is blessing us with a couple of inches of rain will flood other areas with five or six inches. But I can’t think about that right now. I can only sit here and enjoy my coffee while I listen to the heavenly sound of raindrops.