South Africa: 16th January 2019
What could be more joyful than a few hours of solid rain during a severe drought?
This morning there was a slight chill in the air.
I rushed to open the verandah door.
Soaked up the experience of rain.
Sounds of water running in the gutters and filling tanks.
Sounds of trees shedding droplets of water when the wind passes through them.
Repeating radial patterns in the puddles below.
My cats ventured outside to lap up the cool, clear water.
The garden was shrouded in cool mist.
You can almost hear the plants and trees whispering a “Thank you” to the Universe.
In fact, you can hear a collective sigh of gratitude from the humans too.
We didn’t have a great deal of rain, but enough to fill private water tanks and provide the gardens with some much needed refreshment.
Not so joyful is the fact that our drought continues and there is even talk of our University having to shut down if our town’s water crisis doesn’t get sorted out. But this is a post about Joy, so I won’t say anymore! But if you are interested, you can read more here.
Signing off and hoping for more rain to fall in the catchment area and fill the dams.
Wishing you all a joyous week!
PS: you’ll see that I’ve started adding my location to the top of my posts. In a matter of weeks, that will change and I will be comparing this drought to the continuous rain in the UK!