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| Cactus wren greeting a new, rain-washed, day |
There is nothing like rain in the desert, especially when it is desperately needed, and we are at a time of the year when rain, any rain, is unexpected, and therefore doubly appreciated. A windy day yesterday seemed to hold nothing but desert dust until the smell of rain rode in though an open window.
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| Creosote |
The smell of rain in the desert is the smell of salvation and hope. The unique scent is primarily that given off by the resin covered leaves of the creosote bush when wet, the mildly pungent smell borne on a rain wind evokes a deep gratitude in true desert dwellers. There's no better sleep than that accompanied by the gentle patter of rain of the roof and the steady dripping off the roof onto the parched ground, breathing in the musky scent of the creosote. You know all the opportunistic plants and animals of the desert are putting every drop they can reach to good use.
The morning after a cleansing, nourishing rain is a cause for celebration.
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| Shiny clean |
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| Goosed into growing |
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| Things are looking up |
Wow Debbie. You took me back to the desert! Thanks. We have rain here in Central Coast California and I'm loving it because there is no pull to go outside! I can read and write and nap and snack and listen to the radio to my heart's content!
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