We have had a severe lack of rain this summer and extra hot temperatures.
A few days ago when the wind started to blow and clouds began to gather,
Margaret and I had to go outside and watch. We were hoping for a
good thunderstorm, but even a few drops would have made us
(and my poor thirsty ferns there) happy.
After waiting and waiting and fearing that the rain was going to
pass our house by (again),
Margaret decided to perform a little rain dance.
Sure enough, it worked.
We were thrilled with the storm it turned out to be.
You know the kind. Thunder, wind, drizzle, huge drops, downpour-
then back to drizzle again.
It was so welcome.