What’s this wet stuff?

After a 12-day string of unseasonably hot 100-plus-degree days, plus at least 3 months without a drop of rain, we awoke the morning to the fresh, sweet, earthy smell of water falling softly. Mmmmmm…..  By 8:30 a.m., I actually had to slip on a light polarfleece pullover – what a strange sensation to have clothes on my arms.

It’s 11:00 a.m. now and only 67 degrees. “Only”.

Now, the pace has picked up and our paltry gutters can’t keep up.

A lovely sound, big drops plopping on the pool deck and the glass of the patio table. And the sound of water hitting water as the rain plops into the pool.  We will have two days of rain and then probably not a drop until the Arizona monsoon season arrives in early July.