It rained yesterday – pretty much the whole day – and it was
glorious. I live in a desert. That doesn’t mean it never rains here; it means
that when it does rain, it rains REALLY HARD. It also means no one takes the
rain for granted. Relieved by the elements of having to walk the dog, water the
vegetable garden or mow the lawn, I spent most of the day working on two baby
quilts. I made a big pot of broccoli-cheese soup and a batch of baking powder
biscuits. It may be months before it’s cool enough to want to fire up my oven
again. I don’t know why I find such peace and comfort in rainy days. If this
weather were to last a week or more, I might eventually find the dark depressing.
But it won’t. In a day, maybe two, it will be sunny and dry and hot again. And
I’ll be wishing for another storm.
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