rain

It is true that during the time that we were down in the mountains, it was their rainy season. These months are the only times that rain re-hydrates the earth in this area, so God knows that the rain that comes has to be sufficient for the whole year. Enter stage left: Noah and his ark. It did not rain all of the time, constantly, but it did rain somewhere nearby all of the time. And I thought that Texas weather could be hard to predict. We would watch as the clouds would start forming into intimidating gray / black beasts and then come toward our way. Then the clouds would split and go around us and join back together somewhere else. This was in process of happening one early afternoon when suddenly the winds shifted. Not more than five minutes after that sign, came running the group of students that were working up the mountain a bit yelling, "It's raining!" Well it wasn't where we were standing ... yet. It is amazing to watch rain fall heavy a foot a way from you, but you yourself not in it. So it rained, and we were trapped on the mountain at the site for a couple of hours until the professor called it a day, and we slowly gained courage to make our way back to the house in the thunderstorm. I was entirely soaked because the day before I had lent my rain poncho to somebody else and forgot to request it back. Oh well, it was my day to shower anyway. A good soakin' never hurt anybody anyway.