Dancing in the Rain

Lilies in the Rain

This week, the big news is we finally, finally, finally got RAIN!  It started on Friday, and has continued for several days, bringing along with the moisture lower temperatures, and, even better, for wildfire beleaguered New Mexico, a reduction in fire risk.

When Friday evening brought us the first of several possible storms, I headed out while it was still raining to start moving water out of the 32-gallon trash barrels under our downspouts to additional containers.  Yes.  It was dark. Yes.  It was wet.  But this was a cause for celebration.

Several subsequent storms have definitely brough rainfall at our house to up over an…  inch.  Yes.  You read that right.  Over one inch.  Not yet to even one and a quarter, although we have hope.

For all of you who are in flood zones or places that get a lot of rain, more than an inch of rain in one series of storms is a big deal for our area.  My part of New Mexico is classified as “high altitude grassland” because we “average” 7.5 inches of rain in a year.

That half of an inch is what keeps us from being classified as desert.  Lately we haven’t been getting it.  Jim and I have most of our yard mulched and landscaped with native plants, but even those have been suffering.   I’d been worried we were going to lose a couple of trees because we couldn’t give them enough water to help them deal with temperatures over a hundred, high winds, and no rain.

There are lots of songs that associate “rainy days,” and sad times, but let me tell you, that isn’t the case in New Mexico, especially in this year of record fires. 

Saturday night, we joined some very kind friends for a ballgame at our local minor league park.  The game was rain delayed, but I didn’t see a single sour face from the ticket takers getting drizzled on, to the littlest kid.  Instead, there was a definite party atmosphere.

So, with a feeling of celebration, I’m off to do my writing. 

14 Responses to “Dancing in the Rain”

  1. @JayDzed Says:

    As a lifelong pluviophile that lives in south-western Western Australia, we bet a bunch more rain than you do, but generally not a huge amount more, and it’s pretty heavily focused between late-April and September. The rest of the months can be brutal for those (like myself) that really don’t deal well with extended heat or the seemingly-eternal high-UV index days.

    (June is the part of the year where the UV index generally sits on 2 [Low] or occasionally 3 [Moderate].

    Particularly in the warmer months the index is more like 12 [Extreme] or even 14 [No level above Extreme, sadly].)

    Looks like we usually get roughly 730mm/28.8 inches over the entire year, but that’s been noticeably dropping just in my lifetime/since the 70s. Pretty sure it was sometime in the past 5 years that we officially had zero precipitation for like 5 months.

    It constantly boggles me that there are still a lot of loud sun/summer worshipers here, and you almost never hear from the winter-aligned folks like myself. Could easily just be media bias though. Plus very few folks are quite such pale redheaded nerds as myself, to be fair.

    https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Climate_of_Perth

    • @JayDzed Says:

      Also, are there any indigenous seasons there, or does it at least mostly align with the more culturally dominant 4-seasons of 3 months each?

      ‘Cause it sure does not work well here at all. Funnily enough, the indigenous seasons work pretty damn well, given the extreme length of time they’ve had to polish the idea.

      http://www.bom.gov.au/iwk/calendars/nyoongar.shtml

      • janelindskold Says:

        I don’t think our seasons are “culturally aligned,” either, although, of course, it depends on the culture. We have a lot of indigenous groups, and I’d need to review their names for months, then attempt to align. Too much work! The “usual” pattern when I moved here was monsoons like clockwork in the afternoons in July, with some rain in late August, again in mid-September, then mostly dry until around late December, with a little again in mid-May. Hottest month used to be June… And that’s leaving out WIND.

  2. Dawn Barela Says:

    I am loving the rain!! I am an Albuquerque native, and I remember summer monsoon season and snow in the winter. My Eldorado class reunion (part one) was Friday at El Patron restaurant in the patio. We were moved indoors into the event room which was packed and it also spilled over into the bar! I felt bad for the wait staff because the aisles were almost non-existent. When I was heading home it was still raining! While my ride ran to his truck, I slowly walked. I was enjoying getting wet!! Saturday (part two) was at Revel Entertainment and we were moved again, because the group that had rented their patio was moved indoors. But I was happy that we’re getting rain since it was so badly needed! I really enjoyed the reunion and seeing folks I remembered and meeting classmates I never knew before. My graduating class had 850 people in a school with over 3000 students.

    • @JayDzed Says:

      Pluviophile fistbump! ;D

      (Also, I don’t think my HS had 850 folks total, including all the staff! The very idea kinda blows my mind.)

      • Dawn Barela Says:

        I went to Eldorado for my Junior and Senior years. I went to Hope, a Christian school for my Freshman and Sophomore years. There was 150 students the second year I was there and about 20-25 staff members. I Started there the 3rd year it was open. It was quite a culture shock going from 150 kids to 3000-3500!! Talk about being mindblown!!

    • janelindskold Says:

      Newspaper columnist Jim Belshaw has a great piece about how Albuquerque is the only place he’d ever lived where people get up from their desks at work to watch it rain, and no one thinks this in the least odd.

      • Dawn Barela Says:

        That is so true!!
        I remember Jim Belshaw! I loved his column. When I worked with my Dad, we got the Journal every day and I looked forward to the days his column was published.

  3. Alan Robson Says:

    In the part of Western Australia where my wife Robin comes from they average an inch of rain a year. According to Robin, that means they have no rain at all for nine years, but once a decade something like a monsoon happens and 10 inches of rain falls. The arithmetic is simple and it does indeed work out at one inch a year…

    Robin learned to sail a boat on a lake in the Tanami desert. More often than not, the lake doesn’t exist…

    Western Australia is an odd kind of a place.


    -Alan

    • @JayDzed Says:

      “Western Australia is an odd kind of a place.”

      Yeah, Sandgropers are like that, in many different ways.

      A population average of roughly one person per square kilometre will tend to that. Especially given that roughly 2.1m of the total 2.6(ish)m state population live in the Perth metro area.

    • janelindskold Says:

      I loved dry land boat race in The Last Continent by Pratchett. Then you told me it was for real… I loved it even more.

  4. King Ben's Grandma Says:

    We had humidty from the outer edges of the storms. Some rain would’ve been nice, my Pecan tree is looking droopy. I didn’t plant it, and it wasn’t here when we moved in. I figure it belongs to the birds🤷🏼‍♀️ I harvest the low nuts but I haven’t ever done anything else to it.
    I was very grateful for the clouds making the Solstice Sunset a stunning one. Congratulations on your one inch and counting!! Living in a Semi-arid climate, I understand what a difference one inch of rain can make!

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