What A Beautiful Noise

I heard the noise when I woke up. It might have been what woke me. Either that or my full bladder, or both. I lay there, half asleep, trying to identify the noise. It had been weeks and weeks and weeks, so many weeks that I couldn’t put a number on them, since I had heard this noise. And then I realized what it was. Rain, coursing it’s way through the eavestroughs and down spouts. More than a dribble but less than a deluge. 

I had to get up and look. Even before relieving my bladder, I made my way from window to window to see it. The forecast had predicted this, but it had been predicted before and all we got, in our area, was a couple of showers that were short and useless.

This could help a bit. It could help with our wells, all either low or dry. None of us want to head into the frozen-ground season before we get enough rain to regenerate our wells. It could help wet the forests and the dry grasses and the dusty soil. None of us want to live with the constant risk of wildfires. It could help bring the lake level back to normal. The lake is currently the lowest I have seen it in all the years I have lived here. It could help relieve the stress we have all been under during this drought period. All of us could use some stress relief. 

I crawled back in bed and went back to sleep. A couple of hours later it was still raining. A couple of hours after that the sun came out. It wasn’t enough rain, we need days of rain to have enough rain, but it was much better than a dribble, and it was a start. 

Thank you for reading.

Photos: Jenn Stone

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19 thoughts on “What A Beautiful Noise

  1. My goodness—those leaves!

    By the way, I thought of you last night when my namesake George Springer hit a home run to help the Blue Jays move on to the World Series. As a longtime suffering sports fan whose teams never seem to win it all, I’m rooting for you guys. (The Dodgers are also easy to root against, so this would be doubly sweet.😊)

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    1. Pete, most of the leaves are spectacular this year even though we thought they wouldn’t be because of the drought. Autumn is always a gift around here.

      I will tell you that the sound of George Springer’s bat hitting that home run ball was also a beautiful noise. It has been such fun to watch the Blue Jays this year.

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  2. We find here that, once it starts with a proper amount of rain, it sets in for days or weeks afterwards. I wish we could have sent you some of ours – I can’t imagine what it’s like to be in a drought as we only ever have a slightly droughty spring and the rest of the year it rains a lot.

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