As a child growing up in South Carolina, we always knew when rain was coming. The wind would whip into a strong breeze and the air would get pregnant and heavy with humidity, a sure sign that a storm was brewing. Thunder would make its roaring sound in the distance and lightning would peal between the heavy grey clouds.Then the storm would pass over bringing with it the needed moisture and much cooler air. Running through puddles of cool water and looking for baby frogs was a big pass time for us youngsters.
Not so here. The blistering days here don’t give the same signs as we knew in a state with a heavier rain fall and higher humidity. Storms, if they occur, come up quickly and move rapidly through the area sometimes dumping an inch in fifteen minutes. Then it may be weeks before another shower. But there’s one thing for sure, most of the time, you can smell the air and detect the approach of a thunderstorm. You know when you’re going to get wet. And if you don’t have that nose yet, you can follow the storm trackers on the local TV stations who interrupt programs every five minutes and let you know when to take cover.
But last night, the sky remembered and shed its healing tears and we rejoiced in the fact that we didn’t have to water everything today.
It was a rainy night in Texas.
And we give that a big thumbs up!
2 comments:
Ruby, I'm in SC, and this year we've had a lot of empty promises from Mother Nature. The wind whips up, the sky turns gray, and the air smells of rain. Then the sun comes out and it's calm again. No rain. We're not as dry as you are, but we really need rain. I'm thinking of resurrecting a story I wrote about a young farming couple during a drought. Everytime I look outside at the ground, I also look up, hoping for some sign of rain.
Hi Ellis:
Thanks for stopping by. I keep saying I'm moving back to S.C., but there is always something getting in the way. Now it's the economy. I don't want to give my house away. But the memory of sitting on a porch at the beach or in the mountains drinking a big glass of sweet ice tea does have it's pull. Until then, I'm just going to enjoy being here in Texas.
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