The past few weeks I have seen both fire and rain. About a month ago their was a fire less than 1/2 a mile from our house. It started across the road, hopped the gravel road, then set blaze to several properties around us. Thankfully, the fire somehow missed us. The fire fighters were great and had it under control quickly. It was a little scary to drive down our road and have fire trucks sitting in the middle of the street. As I drove down, I saw smoke everywhere and I had to ask a reporter from the paper who was snapping shots to get details. Thankfully no one was hurt and the fire was put out safely.
And, last week it rained 3 times in 1 week. WOW. That is huge for us this time of year. We have not had rain in months. After more than 50 days of 100 degrees or higher it was like welcoming an old friend. While it was never a major down pour, we welcome anything we can get. We are in the middle of a drought and we are on water restrictions. We are on a well here, but we have heard of homes a few miles down the road who have had their wells dry up. So the rain, no matter how little it was both welcome and needed. It was great to see the lightning and hearing the thunder, and getting to fall asleep to the rain falling on the roof was a cherished sound, that basically rocked me to sleep.