I read a Ray Bradbury story about space travelers stranded on a planet where it rained without stopping, and if they couldn't find shelter, the rain would drive them mad. I keep thinking of the title of that story, "The Long Rain". It's been raining here every day for the past three weeks or so (I've lost count, really). One day we'll have a constant drizzle throughout most of the day, and the next we'll have dramatic downpours intermixed with showers.
Most folks around here aren't all too thrilled. The summer semester students come to school looking for those fun-filled weekends of outdoor recreation, swimming, and sun-bathing.
I'm not mad at all. I love the rain. Being from Arizona, I'll take as much of it as you can dish out. I'm pretty sure that this year has broken all sorts of records for the rainfall in this area.
Everything is drenched. We haven't had a break in rain long enough for things to dry out. I've gotten in the habit of carrying my umbrella with me to school, and I've been glad I did.
On Saturday, we had a ward activity. We played water-kickball and the bishopric kept the grills busy with hot dogs and burgers. It was windy and rainy the whole time, but we still had a blast. Today we had a good soaking downpour around 5:30pm. I don't know whether to say it was coming down in buckets or in sheets. I think it was buckets, although I'm not sure about the technicalities of my classification scheme. Let's just say it was a soaking, drenching, puddle-making gush-fest. That description seems pretty ...well, descript.
Here's to another week filled with rain and drizzle. Bring it on! (Tut-tut, it looks like rain!)
*Why does Snoop-Dog carry an umbrella?
1 comment:
I still need to hear the end of your Bryce story! I've been walking around saying, "And THEN WHAT?!" since Thursday.
Soak up as much of that rain as you can and then come home for monsoon season. By that time, you might as well be called Rain Man.
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