One of my memories of elementary school was the big windows that Sacred Heart School in Clinton, Iowa had. On a rainy day, I doubt I ever heard what the nun trying to teach us said.
True, the nuns would probably say, I didn’t hear that all that much on a sunny day either. While I was a top student in high school, I can’t say the same about my elementary years.
Anyway, what was it about rain that drew me so? Why must rain be watched? The sound of it, the drumming on a roof, the way waves of it form when there’s a wind, the thrill of danger if there is lightening.
I can’t explain it. I can’t say I totally love a rainy day—I like being outside too much to want it to rain all the time—but I am easily distracted by water cascading from the sky.
Today, there was a tornado warning east of here. I hope nobody was hurt. We had rain pelting down overnight, lighter rain this morning, and a very wet, sometimes wild, afternoon.
It was in the mid-afternoon that I couldn’t stand it any longer and shot some photos. I wasn’t that crazy, however—the photos are all shot through windows while I’m safe and dry inside.
Well, we need the rain The creek behind our house, however, is now out of its banks. Even this parched earth is having trouble absorbing the water as quickly as it comes down.
But, welcome rain. I don’t know why you draw my mind away from everything and put me in a rain trance. Still, it’s a good thing we are getting you. The grass is suddenly much greener.
Then again, it is April. Before the water stops cascading from the sky, it’s should start floating. Yup. Snow tonight.
Hot sun Saturday, cold rain Sunday, snow Sunday night. Springtime in Iowa, baby! More photos on flickr.