We are having some fantastic weather for July. Less than half the days this month so far have been over 100 degrees. During the summer of 2011, we had 99 days straight that it was over 100 degrees . . I believe those are the numbers. Our average rainfall for July is a bit less than 2″ and the past few summers, I don’t think we’ve had a drop of rain in July. So, even though having a few days with temps seems pretty darned hot, it’s so much better than it could be.
But, the rain . . we have been so blessed with the recent rains. Last week we ended up with a bit over 4″ at our house but areas north of us got 10 to 11 inches and the lake has risen over 5 feet. Yes . . that’s FEET! About 7 more feet and it will be considered full. I think I read that the level where the lake is now is the highest it’s been since 2009.
Today was the first day we needed to water after the rains from last week and as I was out watering, dark clouds began to roll in.
Vince said “Are you going to keep watering? It looks like it’s going to rain!” My response: It looks that way all the time and it never rains. Thank goodness . . I was wrong!
All the fruit trees got watered and the soaker hoses were on the melon patch and loofah plants. A drip hose was going on a fig tree on the east side of the house and I was on the west side of the house watering the peach trees and the bottom fell out.
Huge drops were falling and they were stinging as they hit my neck and arms. I ran around trying to get all the faucets turned off and was soaking wet by the time I headed towards the house. As I reached the porch, I looked up to see a double rainbow.
I’m not sure you can see it in the picture above. You have to look really hard and use your imagination! By the time I ran into the house and grabbed a camera, it was almost faded away but it was gorgeous!
I hope that’s a sign that the drought is over. Maybe tomorrow I’ll wake up to a huge mound of dead grasshoppers and that can be a sign that the plague of the grasshoppers has ended. Then maybe I’ll never see another scorpion or black widow or brown recluse and then . . maybe we can live happily ever after in central Texas.
No, my friends, I have not been drinking . . just dreaming!