My Monday post about what is going on around my home.
Our weather this year has been so strange. The much needed winter rains never came, just three small storms, we depend on these rains to replenish our water table. Then we had two evening of a hard freeze, I lost several fruit trees. So sad, no blooms this spring and no fruit this winter.
Now our summer monsoon looks like what we should have had in the winter.
An early morning rainstorm is just not a summer possibility. If you didn't know what month this is and looked out the window you would swear that it is winter.
Monsoon rain storms build up in the afternoon, Thunderheads, huge Cumulus clouds flat on the bottom billowing up in the sky to 25,000 feet high, looking like whipped cream, slowing moving over the Tucson Valley trailing a rain storm below them. Not thunder, lighting and rain in the morning.
That said, we desert people appreciate our rain whenever it comes. I have been known to go outside and stand in the rain or sit under my covered porch and enjoy the sounds and wonderful smells of the rain. That too is so Tucson !
wet. . . parsnip
music. . . From The Morning, Nick Drake.