We have been in a drought situation here since the last days of April. No rain, and hot, hot, hot; more so than usual for late spring.
It started raining on the 4th whilst I was starting the BBQ, and it has not stopped. We are not complaining. We welcome the rain.
I was up at 7:30 today; it is now noon, and it has rained constantly, and is continuing to do so. We welcome the rain.
I have not been out to the garden to check on the freshly transplanted melons and okra, as it is so wet. I may just brave it and go check the rain gauge to see what our totals are since this began. We welcome the rain.
The yard has greened up nicely with fresh sprouts of grasses, wildflowers, and of course, weeds. The wildlife are finding new places from which to scrounge their food. The water troughs have filled up today, due to the rain. The birdbath too, has filled up after we shut it off. The damn deer got spoiled and figured out that the birdbath had fresher water than that in the two troughs. We welcome the rain.
I hear thunder in the distance, and through the kitchen window, I can see the rain still coming down. This is ideal. A slow soaking is the best way to saturate the ground and gardens, filtering down into the aquifers, from whence we get our water.
The forecast says it will taper off over the next couple days, bringing back temps into the nineties.
We have some wrought iron patio furniture, that requires cushions if one sits on them for any length of time. As it began to rain on the 4th, I told the wife “for sure if I leave these out, it will rain constantly until they are brought inside.” It’s always a battle to leave them out? or bring them in for the evening. Now they are soaked with puddles of water in the seats. Perhaps the time to bring them in is upon us, then again I feel I would be admitting “nuff rain already!” should I bring them in. I used to think that the only sure way to make it rain was to wash and wax my truck. Never failed (or so it seemed).
OK, so I braved the spongy squishy wet ground and trekked to the garden. A few of the transplanted okra have come up, but not as many as I would have liked. The melons are looking good; all four of them. The rain gauge showed 2 1/2 inches thus far.
There was standing water her and there, but it’s not unusual for a constant falling rain. When it stops, it will soak in slowly. We’re fortunate here to be on a gentle grade from west to east, as the water runs across the property and away from us, should it be a downpour.
My pop spoke of a 22 inch cloudburst back in the 2010 era, and the massive flooding it caused. He was high and dry however. He indicated that the upper five acres had a wall of water run down into the cornfield, and washed it away. That’s a low area, hence the fertile soil there, instead of the caliche which we have here on the “higher elevation” of the property. He planned it well.
There was a guy at his church that told a story once about a water crossing at his ranch. It goes something like this
We built a dirt road over the low water crossing with a couple of colverts to handle the water flow under it in the dry creek bed. The first heavy rain washed out the entire crossing. We never found the colverts. So I installed a caliche water crossing; again with a pair of colverts; larger ones this time to funnel the water under the crossing. The next heavy rain that came, washed away completely as well. Then we put in a concrete low water crossing bridge with colverts and brush catchers…and it never rained again.
I do welcome the rain. It’s good for everybody; one way or another.