I’m pretty sure this photo won’t win any prizes, but in this extremely dry summer of 2011, it depicts amazing happiness at my house. Rain. Rain that lasts more than 30 seconds. Rain that wets the flagstone and the firepit.
Yep. It lasted about 17 minutes, this rain. Not that that’s a record, or maybe even a lot to most of you out there. But for 17 minutes last Friday night, we had total happiness at my house. Dave and Johanna and I stood on the edge of the deck and let the rain run over us and laughed and shouted. Doesn’t take much to impress us these days. I’m hoping for more soon. Cross your fingers and say some prayers for us, will you?