Rain

So my mind is flooded, excuse the pun, with the recent rains we have been experiencing.  The first memory is as a child.  We lived in a house that was built in a former walnut orchard.  Our home was at the edge of that orchard.  Whenever it rained the gutters in the street couldn’t handle that amount of rain that was coming down.  As it rained the water would rise and rise and soon it was almost to our door step.  Our front lawn was covered; it was like living on a lake.  Such fun to a child; water, water, everywhere.  I loved it.  Fast forward.  The year was 1986 the month was February.   We lived across from the Sacramento River and its infamous levee.  Average rainfall in February is 3.77 inches.  That February there was 10.30 inches of rain.  That much rain in a short month is tough on an old levee.  One night there was a “levee alert” in our area, so I loaded up the kids and headed to town to Nana and Papa’s home.  Mr. Man stayed behind to stand watch.  Thankfully the levee in our area held.  Record flooding that year caused several levee failures in Sacramento Valley.   We were blessed.  So the rain.  Mr. Man says it is better than snow because you don’t have to shovel it.  He has a point.  But some days I look hard for the rainbows because some days, some days the rain just drives me insane!