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Rainy Day

Earlier this week, John told me, "Sailors take warning."



Sure enough, it wasn't too long before we welcomed rain!


If I still lived in Oregon or Washington, it would never occur to me to have my daughter document a rainy day.  Here, however, these completely overcast, constantly rainy days are few and far between.  Yesterday, we received 1.2 inches of rain.  As our normal yearly rainfall is only 7.4 inches, this was a significant storm.  (And as we've been in drought conditions for years, we haven't even had 7.4 inches for a while.)  

I'm so thankful for rain!

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  1. I'm surprised you didn't get out of your car and dance in it. Or at least let it hit your face. :) Glad you got some much needed rain.

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    1. Oh, don't worry. I've definitely been letting those raindrops fall on my head! This morning, we even had FOG! We never see fog here. I'm loving life.

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  2. Rain is beautiful. I think I would be very sad living somewhere that did not have rain very often. Hope you enjoy it!

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    1. I do miss the rain, but there are good things about living here: http://www.thankfulme.net/2014/10/ten-things-of-thankful-yes-there-are.html
      I'm really loving these rainy days, though!

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  3. It has been wonderful, hasn't it?! We got our first light rain Saturday afternoon and Richard and I went outside to enjoy it -- and to remember what it really was! There were 2 house finches sitting on the phone wires taking a shower and just having a blast! I think the birds are thankful for the rain, too!

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