RAIN ON THE ROOFTOP...

While some have too much, others have little or none. I am speaking of rain water...
The weather has it's own schedule and as other parts of the country( The world) are getting flooded, our desert is parched from a lack of the precious liquid. Too much and we drown, too little, we die from thirst. If only we could strike a happy balance. For now, I am thankful to suddenly wake from a deep sleep,  disturbed by the sounds of rain of the rooftop...

First, a slight peck, peck, the all at once, a sudden burst, as if the whole sky opened up and dropped everything at once. THEN, it stops...

I can only say thanks for that, and know that for a short while I can shut the swamp cooler off and enjoy the cool air. What a relief, even if it is only temporary...Hopefully, it will stay cloudy the rest of the new day....