This morning I awoke to the soft patter of rain. At first I listened in disbelief. The weathermen had been waffling for days about even the scantiest possibility, leaving us with visions of catastrophic water wars and Stranger in a Strange Land scenarios. If you’ve never read this sci-fi classic, the main character was raised on Mars where there is little water and thus, water is sacred and the wasting of water unthinkable.
But it was rain and, as the sky lightened, the joyous ruckus from the jays, chickadees, and spotted towhees as they gave thanks was a sound unlike I’d ever heard before. There would be no fighting over the birdbath on this day!
Lovely pictures.
Beautiful! Makes my heart jump for joy!
Glad to hear you finally got some rain. I sent it over from the UK like I promised 🙂
Thanks so much Hugh! Would it be a horrible imposition to ask for more? ; )
So happy to hear this, Jan! You guys have been waiting a long time. Have a great trip! xo
Thanks Mary – it was a very stressful trip but did manage to get mother’s mobile cleaned out – 80 cubic feet of junk! – and ready for sale. A huge relief off my now broken back!!
I love roses when they have water drops on them. They make perfect photo subjects.
Me too!
Wasn’t that a wonderful day of rain in northern California? It had been so long!
Would we be too selfish to ask for more?
“Stranger in a Strange Land” is one of those books I’ve been meaning to read but have never gotten around to doing so. I should!
Lovely photos. 🙂
Rain has become a precious commodity to us in California. A rainy day is a joy to behold. I will never complain about rain again.
Amen to that!
Ah yes, grokking. And spaghetti dinners. 😉 As it happens that’s a book that means something to me to, though it has very little to do with water: http://paulareednancarrow.com/2014/05/24/estranged/
Here’s hoping you had a lovely time in Reno.