Over the weekend, word leaked out from the various weather services that a great deal of rain may be heading our way. The forecast called for rain to start Wednesday, which it did...in Burlington, where I work. All day Wednesday it rained, and I daydreamed of my plants getting a good drenching, only to come home and find about one good spit's worth of water in my gauge.
I try not to get mad at God. It doesn't do any good, and I usually look foolish. But I couldn't help it. I kicked the deck rail in disgust, sending splinters flying into the yard (it's rotten, so it splinters easily) and stomped back inside, slamming the door behind me.
"Is this your idea of a sick joke?" I demanded, in a loud and angry voice that sent my cat scurrying under the sofa. "Well it's not funny. What are you doing, putting some kind of dome over Greensboro? You said ask for what you need. Well, we need rain. Not 'want.' 'Need.' And I've asked. Nicely. Several times. And so have a lot of my garden blogging friends, if for no other reason than they are tired reading my complaints about the drought. What do you want? Tell me what you want and I'll do it, JUST SEND US SOME RAIN!!!"
I was reminded of a story about the 16th century Christian mystic, Saint Teresa of Avila, who, after nearly drowning in some sort of accident, looked up at the heavens and said to God, "If this is how you treat your friends it's no wonder you have so few of them." (I think I would have liked Teresa.)
Anyway, the rains finally came last night, and have continued all day. As of 6pm, we had almost 1.5" and the forecast is for more rain tonight and tomorrow! Thanks to all of you who have sent good thoughts and prayers for rain to NC. We all appreciate it very much.
Oh, yeah, God...thank you too. Sorry about the deck rail incident.