That has happened several times over the last few months, but the line always seemed to “part” (like the Red Sea) with the actual rain passing by on either side of our town.
Communities as close as 20-30 miles away would get inches, while we got nada. Remember me telling you about the size of the cracks in the fairways at our local golf course? Well, last weekend some of them WERE wide enough to swallow a golf ball. I’m not kidding.
We could hear the faint beginnings of rumbling thunder shortly after midnight, but it wasn’t until 90 minutes later that the first drops fell. This time the clouds didn’t part—they dumped!
I’d estimate that we got between two and three inches at my house. I’ve not heard what the official rainfall total was at the airport, but it doesn’t matter because you know how thunderstorms can be. One area of town can get 6 inches, and a house just a few blocks away can get a trace.
All I know for sure is that at 6 a.m. when I left for work our front ditches were full, and there was still standing water in the yard. And I’m SURE that the first inch or two just soaked right in, since everything has been SO dry for SO long.
Tomorrow we’ll go to the golf course and I’ll report on the size of the cracks there. But if they had rainfall similar to that of my neighborhood, I’m betting that those cracks are much smaller.
(See? Sometimes it’s true that SIZE MATTERS!)
Oh, and Carol was pleased that so many of you enjoyed her pictures of the birds (both the docile ones of a few days a go and the pugnacious ones of yesterday). She spent part of today trying to capture birds in flight. Here are a few samples:
Departing the birdbath. See the water drops?
This gal is gathering nest-building material.
A sparrow in full-power, take off mode.
This guy was also gathering nest construction supplies.