Texas is in the middle of a bad drought. February 9 was the last time we received .10" of rain. Grass has crisped up and turned yellow, Stage 1 drought restrictions are in place, and the whole thing is kind of depressing. On top of that, our emotions bounced up and down between highs and lows, because the weatherman kept giving us chances of rain that never panned out. This morning was our last big chance. If we missed it the forecast was gloom and doom for another long week. Prayers were answered!
A large thunderstorm moved in and poured right over the aquifer's recharge zone. This will prevent Stage 2 restrictions and maybe eliminate Stage 1. It soaked our lawns and our vegetable gardens. It filled our ditches and caused minor flooding. It was raining and it was wonderful!
Phones are ringing off the walls as we celebrate with our friends and relatives.
"Our rain guage shows 3/4 inch." "No hail on our side of town!" "They got one whole inch at the airport!"
We know this won't end the drought, but we don't care, this is one happy day!
The terrible irony of all this is that while we were praying for rain other parts of the country were flooding, or recovering from tornadoes and other natural disasters. Just know that we were also praying for you.