My Rain Gauge Runneth Over
Rain at last
CLIMATE CHANGE SEASONS
Storms had been forecast but we remained sceptical. Even when a red alert for our region was issued, we were doubtful that rain would fall. After all, hadn't we seen it all before when thunder would rumble around the sky accompanied by distant flashes of lightning. We had not enjoyed a single drop of rain for nearly three months. However, as dawn broke on Saturday we noticed that the earth was damp. We had to go into town that morning and on the way to the car we checked the rain gauge . A heady 9mm had fallen overnight. Hardly a deluge, but at least we had seen actual solid rain. As we climbed into the car I noticed a trail across the misted windscreen, and gently removed the small golden snail that had created it. We have seen neither snails nor slugs all summer long.
As we headed into town I noticed puddles on the forest track outside our gate, and that the sangliers' favourite spot for a mud-bath was filling up with water once more. For sure, they'll be back in search of fun, and wearing the bank smooth as they rub their wet flanks against the clay. How I would love to be around to watch.
Before we reached Lodève the rain started to fall heavily, and water gathered on the road . The cars in front sent great jets of water into the air as they forged ahead. This deluge was cause to celebrate indeed. A waterfall cascaded down from the enormous bridge that towered above us, where the motorway bypasses the town , and I noticed that the dry rocky gorge beneath was filling with water at long last.