Where Rain Reigns

Well, the Nevadans picked a good week to visit us, because since they left it has rained. Not drizzled. Not misted. Not showered.

Rained in torrents and buckets and downpours and deluges. Our gently meandering gulch stream is now a raging river:

…and the moderately impressive waterfalls seen from the bridges down the road are now dangerous cataracts.

Complain?  Not us!  As DH says, “thank you Jesus for free water supply!” Besides, if we want sun, we could always go visit the Nevadans!