Rain, Rain

With apologies to Peter Gabriel.

“Rain, rain is coming down…”

A line of storms blasted through here tonight, dropping 1 and 3/10ths inches of rain on us. An inch and a third of rain? On August 4th? That is like gold falling from the skies on our soybean fields.

I stood at the door and watched it rain and dripped joy like the rain falling from the roof. And Debbie laughed at and with me.

And after the rain, of course, the rainbow.

The rainbow was beautiful and vivid, unlike my camera skills.

In the event you’re not so immersed in 80’s pop that you’d instantly recognize my Peter Gabriel reference, here you go, this is the chorus.