Just Wunderin'

I come from a land of little rain. Very little rain. I am always amazed at how the first few drops that fall from the sky on dry earth pique my senses. It is raining.

It has been quite warm here...into the 90s...for a number of days. Last night there was a possibility for a T-storm--which never occurred (insert very sad face here). At about nine I was finishing up a bit of vacuuming and picking up Norman's toys when I walked past the arcadia door (does anyone know what an arcadia door is????).

There it was...the dust had been hit, there was water outside falling from the sky.

I walked out onto my little porch and stood. I expected to feel rain drops plopping down. Instead I felt tiny droplets sort of filtering down from the sky. I stood amazed. How could I smell the most pleasant aroma of rain on dry earth with such tiny little bits of water barely falling from te sky???

I was a little awestruck...and began to wonder: does everyone have this quick sense to know when the rain has arrived...or is it a honed sense from living in such a barren land, always so desperate for precipitation???

Needless to say, today, it is raining. I am thrilled and still hoping for a T-storm. Honestly, there are few things more invigorating and rejuvenating than a full on T-storm. (insert me missing the incredible storms from the deserts and the Rockies)

Can you tell when the rain has come? Do you love T-storms? Do you know what an arcadia door is???

Just Wunderin'

: )