This was not a sprinkle, inviting you outside. This was not a short lived micro-burst, intense but fleeting. This was thunder and lightning and water water everywhere.
It started in the late afternoon with darkening skies and ionizing air. It whipped itself into a frenzy after the sun set. The lightning was so bright it woke me up in the middle of the night. The rain on the roof was soothing in the early morning; TBG slept in for the first time in a long time.
The rain thwarted my plan to swim before breakfast. I'm not sorry about the blueberry pancake at The Crying Onion, though. It was clearing up as we splashed through puddles to get to the car, and the sun was out by the time we got home.
Everything growing outside is suddenly happy. The drooping zinnias are now upright. The two iron wood trees I'd given up for dead have sprouted leaves all over themselves. The sago palms' fronds are no longer touching the ground.
Most of you are not surprised by hours and hours of rain. We denizens of the desert greet it with open pores and giant smiles.
Surprising to many, we here in Seattle experience summer drought. We have had much less rain this year so far and by August we are going to be hurting. that will be fire season.
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