Rain

Right now it's raining where I am. You probably don't realize what a big deal that is, but we've been dry almost all summer. Wildfires have devoured more than a thousand homes in Texas this summer—tragic. Some fires have been close enough that I could see smoke clouds.

It's been a tough summer in Texas, but the rain has made a theatrical entrance this evening! And I love it. I've always enjoyed thunderstorms. Lightning fascinates me. Thunder awes me. Huge buckets of raindrops leave our lawn looking like a floodplain. I like to go on our back porch in my shorts and t-shirt, sit on the handmade Adirondack chairs, and watch the rain—how it gains momentum, then lightens up, then gets harder, sometimes almost imperceptibly, and other times very perceptibly. The temperature is just right. There is lightning in the distance (wait for it . . .) and then thunder—loud thunder. It's beautiful, like nature's fireworks. Sometimes it's hard to believe that all that water was just hovering in the air before it came down. How is that even possible?

I took this photo. I really like it, but what do you think?