Thursday, July 19, 2012

It Rained!!!

For 43 days we've watched and wondered.  We've watched our grass turn brown and crunchy.  We've watched water levels in rivers, lakes, and ponds drop lower and lower.  We've watched animals do desperate things in their search for water. 

As the raincoats hung unused on the coat rack

we wondered how long it could last.  We wondered, and honestly got concerned, that this was going to be our new norm.

As mandatory water bans took effect, we realized just how vulnerable we really are.  Regardless of how smart we humans are, regardless of how much technology we have, we can't make water. 

As we watched farmers' fields burn up and become useless, our thoughts went to places we didn't want them to go.  As days and days stacked up with temperatures 20-25 degrees above normal, we began discussing long-term effects. 

As storms in the distance taunted us, over and over again, we began to be afraid of them.  Lightening without rain can be devastating, especially when your house is in the middle of 200 acres of dry, harvested wheat.

And then, on Day 43, there is hope.  It starts with the thunder claps in the distance, which isn't new.  It just means to start praying that the lightening isn't doing any damage.

Within 15 minutes, the seconds between the lightening and the thunder get fewer and fewer, until they are simultaneous.  Kids and dogs alike jump in fright as the thunder booms right over our heads.  Well, except for Cuckoo.  He thinks it is just plain cool.

I smelled it first.  You know that wonderful smell of rain.  I can tell you that it is a smell you don't forget.  As soon as I got a whiff of it, I knew that this wasn't going to be a storm that passed us by.

A few raindrops hit the ground, and we started to cheer.

And finally, after 43 days, the heavens opened up and poured down on top of us.

I am not joking when I say texts were sent and calls were made all over town to celebrate the storm.

I think I actually heard Nature sigh a great big, "Aaahhhh."

I didn't even care that my laundry was still on the line, getting soaked.  I hadn't taken it off the line when the thunder started, figuring that, once again, it was a false alarm.  Once I realized the rain was coming, it was too late. 

For about 15 minutes, it rained.  Sure, it came with ground-shaking thunder, and lightening so close that the lights in the house crackled, but it rained.

And as soon as the thunder and lightening passed, outside we went, to celebrate and enjoy the ability to be wet and muddy.

With the passing of the thunder and lightening, the rain stopped, too.  So Giant taught the little boys how to make their own.

After getting the green light from me, ("By all means, jump in those mud puddles!") Giant tried to break the World's Record for Biggest Splash,

which showed just how long it has been since we've seen mud.  Cuckoo, who used to cover himself with dirt and mud on a daily basis, was distraught after he was splashed.

Despite his mud issues, we couldn't stop celebrating.

We couldn't stop watching the water dripping off of everything.

Even the water dripping from the clothes on the line made me smile.

This crazy celebrating wasn't confined to just our house.  I heard that at a softball game, spectators who were huddling under tents to stay shaded during the game, came out to dance in the sprinkles. 

The rain we got didn't even come close to changing the incredible drought we are experiencing.  The crops won't be saved.  The lakes won't be refilled.

But our spirits were certainly improved.

For a short time, we forgot to worry.  We forgot to be concerned.  We forgot to feel vulnerable.

We simply celebrated the wonderful look and feel and smell of rain.

Phoenix and Star are at Boy Scout camp this week.  Oh how I hope that they got some rain, too.  And that they jumped and danced and celebrated it.

Have a lovely day!


  1. It's amazing how much of the country has been affected by the drought. We received a beautiful, cleansing rain Wednesday night and Thursday, for the first time since the first of June. So many people on Facebook were celebrating, and I had a friend say she was in Barnes & Noble and people literally started cheering when they heard the rain on the roof!

    1. It is amazing. I love that the same celebration went on everywhere there was rain. Thanks for stopping by!

  2. What a lovely exciting post. It reminds me of a story I wrote a long time ago and I had no real frame of reference of a family who lived on the farm waiting for it to rain. You kind of brought it to life. In my story they came out in the night and danced in the rain. Love the photos. Wow to no rain for 43 days! I know we've had summers where there was a drought but I know we never went 43 days or even enough to start counting. Wow!

    1. That is quite a compliment. Thank you. It really was a long, long time I never want to relive.

  3. Incredible! I felt like I was right there with you. As Kenya said, thanks for bringing that to life. Hope you made it through the rest of the summer w/o any loss of life.

    1. I'm glad you liked it. As far as I know, the only loss of life was wild animal life, thankfully.

  4. Beautiful post. So vivid. I could feel the summer heat again and share in your joy when the rain finally came. (TALU)

    1. Thank you. It was so hot, wasn't it? Thanks for stopping by!

  5. Love it. Love love love it. (talu)

  6. How inspiring! Sometimes it's hard to remember to celebrate the little things... until they aren't so little anymore. Great post!

    Becca ;) (TALU)

    1. After 43 days, it certainly wasn't a little thing any longer. Thanks for stopping by!

  7. How come when I say it smells like rain, people look at me like I'm crazy?? Glad to know it's not just me! ;)

    My Mom would have absolutely KILLLLLLLLLLLLLLLED us for jumping in mud puddles! LOL

    As great as this entire post was, I most like the picture it ended on. Kinda summed it all up. :)

    1. Maybe it's the way you say it. :)
      I know plenty of moms who would kill their kids for it. Our kids are well versed in the rules of mud puddle jumping (mostly when they are allowed). I like to let them do it as much as possible. It can all be cleaned. And it's so much fun!
      I do love those boots.
      Glad you liked the post.


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