Friday, March 16
On pins and needles
“There’s one!” I yell. Karla says “No, that was a gnat hitting the window.”
Then I hear thunder. “There’s thunder! It’s going to rain!” Karla says, “No, that was another plane crashing into the corral. I hope it didn’t hit Pelton. I’d better go check.”
Finally, on Friday night I actually went out and stood in a pattering of a smattering of micro-drops. I am surprised they were big enough to get all the way to the ground before evaporating. It’s real rain. Not much, but the promise is that there will be HEAVY RAIN tomorrow! I can’t wait. I really need some sleep.
UPDATE: The rain is getting more intense. I hope it isn’t so loud it keeps me awake. That would be really ironic.