I never get tired of the smell of rain. Probably because it's so rare here. Melissa and I and all four farm kids were in the garden right before the storm hit yesterday. I suppose one of the benefits of being able to see so far in any direction is advance notice of storms rolling in. We were replanting beans and cucumbers...many of the seedlings of the first planting got consumed by grasshoppers...when we felt the first drops. We put everything away and started towards the house. I was in the back yard when I noticed a glimmer on the ground out by the animals' pen.
Sometimes someone turns on the hose to fill the goat and sheep water and walks away to tend to something else. Every once and a while someone forgets and does not return for some time. When this happens, the area outside of the pen is flooded. The farm kids love this. The grown-ups and animals...not so much.
It's evening time - time for the goat and sheep to come in from the field and go into their pen for the night. Also, a storm is coming, so Melissa and I go out to bring them in, babies on our backs...of course. Melissa finds a huge board (fairly easy to find in our yard) and puts it across the lake that we discover by the pen to make a bridge for us to cross. I open the gate to let the the girls in. Normally, then run right in. Tonight, however, they are not thrilled at having a lake where there used to be solid ground between them and their hay. They are not going in, and the rain is coming down a little harder. They bolt a couple of times, we are soaked, and Melissa is up to her knee in mud before we get them in. Then the rain really comes.
An actual drenching, ground-quenching rain.
Rain always feels like such a gift here, and with fires burning all around us, this rain feels even more like a gift than normal.
The garden loves it. Since we don't get much rain from the sky here, we irrigate everything. It keeps the plants alive and they do pretty well, but it cannot compare to an actual rain. After the first real rain of the season everything pops (including weeds). It seems the plants grow inches overnight.
I went out this morning to check on everything, slipping and sliding in the mud. Maybe it's my imagination, but I'm pretty sure the plants look greener...happier.
It's raining again this evening, and we're loving it...it sure is nice to not have to turn on the drip for a couple of days.