Rain!

Man the rain felt good. We got three inches over the weekend. We really needed the rain. I bet the run off is not as much as a "normal" three inches of rain would produce. The ground just sucked up the water out of desperation. The grass on the way to work looked like the tops were still dry and the base of the grass was engorged. Perhaps the grass chooses to replace rather than renovate. It has been since August 2010, a tropical storm, that we had more rain in the same amount of time.

The whole family thanked God for the rain. Some friends did too. Social media was ramped with people shouting hurray. It would have been even more welcome, but it was the first weekend of Texas Renaissance Festival. People camping were not happy that the first good rain we have had in a year occurred the same weekend they had been planning for nearly that long. Camping is miserable when it rains. There are a few people who are prepared and a bit crazy who kind of like the rain while camping. There is something primal about sleeping in a tent while listening to the tinkle of rain on the roof. To most, it is just miserable.

The news said we are not due for rain like that again for a while. We could use five or six of those days to catch up a bit. No such luck.