Rain

It has been a while since I updated this blog.  I would like to say that I don't have time but in reality nothing jumps to mind about something that would be interesting to others.  I keep trying to to write Cisco's Sonar for the Rich County Community site and the updated Bear Lake Times site,  Since I never get many constructive comments I don't know if what I am writing is relevant or just fodder.  I will use the blog for my inner feelings whether you like them or not.

I love rain in November.  We have already had two snowstorms which I thought would leave the white stuff for the duration, but it is gone now.  I look at my shabby lawn that continues to grow and try and fill in the spaces with new grass in the moist soil.  I love the smell of the willows when I go down to Big Spring Creek to set a few minnow traps visualizing that I might go fishing one day and checking out to see if there are any ducks.  I think of the 100,000's of gallons of pure water that falls on the lake which we will enjoy next summer.  I watch the magpies at the feeder, soaked to the hide wondering if they have any more sense than Maggie, who will sit out all day in the rain waiting for a duck. I smell the pure air and look out across the lake and think of the Oregon coast, one of my favorite places.  I drive through the puddles trying to wash the bottom of my filthy truck which will just get more mud on it as I head down another road.  Our summer visitors have left, gone back to where they call home.  They rarely see days like this.  The rain percolates through the soil, wetting the dry particles left from last summer.  Hopefully we will get a good snow cover so the earth doesn't freeze.  The water will be there next spring.  If there is a lot of snow the saturated soil will allow for surface runoff, filling out lakes and streams.  Regardless, we have captured the moisture.  They have always said that there was a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow.  I personally think rain is much more valuable.