Tired of lugging buckets of water to the veggie garden, I watched weather apps on my phone waiting for a respite only to be disappointed. Weekly outlooks brought hopes of rain and then when the dates finally drew near, no rain. (Sorry, meteorologists, I know you are trying.)
I viewed the radar fervently when the colors appeared only to be let down as I saw the rain break up when it finally reached my location. So I would put the phone down and again grab the water buckets. Finally on Sunday, the buckets stayed put.
This reminded me of the first time they started walking with me. We had to cross a small stream, by stream I mean a trickle. Literally, it was only a quarter inch of water or less and five inches wide.
There was such drama.
The goats would go back and forth trying not to get their hooves wet. They have since toughed up a bit and will cross even the most rain swollen creeks as long as it means they get to eat all the vegetation in sight.
More than few years ago, we had installed a tin roof on our porch. It was a dry summer like this one. The first time it rained that season, the drops on the tin roof woke both my husband and I from a sound sleep until we figured out what it was. Now, the sound of rain on the tin is just like a lullaby.
The smell of the rain on dry earth also has a comforting effect as well. As I was experiencing that, I thought I smelled a wet sweater. That scent turned out to be wet goat. I didn't seem to smell the dogs as much, but I may just be desensitized from it because the dogs swim pretty much every day. The neighbor's pond had gotten so scummy from not having freshwater flow in, that I had considered not letting the dogs swim for fear of less than clean water.
However, the rain helped clear that up.
We weren't the only ones enjoying the rain. The wet weather also let the hummingbirds feed in peace. Lately the dryness had hundreds of yellow jackets swarming the sugar water feeders. I am trying to be civil with the yellow jackets, but I don't really like them. I gave them their own shallow bowl of sugar water so they would leave the feeders alone. However, they will use the bowls and still swarm the feeders. I think that my attempt to distract them, may have in fact drawn more into the area. However, the hummingbirds were not necessarily feeding in peace. While they usually are battling the bees, they are also fighting with themselves and that was no except despite the rain.