It's a relief to hear the rain. It's the sound of billions of drops, all equal, all equally committed to falling, like a sudden outbreak of democracy. Water, when it hits the ground, instantly becomes a puddle or rivulet or flood.
I love the rain. Even knowing that it can mean a flood where I live, I still love the rain. I think it is because I am so tuned in to the plants and animals around me. I can feel them shouting "Yes, yes, yes!
Living on a river means that the rain changes it too. It is not so much the rain right here, but the rain that falls in Northern California, and the way the streams, creeks, small rivers feed the Sacramento River, and the American River. Eventually it rises. Most of the time it rises a little, sometimes it rises a lot, and occasionally it rises over the banks and surrounds the house with water. This year because of the drought I believe we are safe. but I will be posting the rise here, and on my FB Page. Yesterday first, and today, second at about 8 am. And yes, that is a tree floating by in the second shot. 3/4 of it is probably under water.
I love the rain. Even knowing that it can mean a flood where I live, I still love the rain. I think it is because I am so tuned in to the plants and animals around me. I can feel them shouting "Yes, yes, yes!
Living on a river means that the rain changes it too. It is not so much the rain right here, but the rain that falls in Northern California, and the way the streams, creeks, small rivers feed the Sacramento River, and the American River. Eventually it rises. Most of the time it rises a little, sometimes it rises a lot, and occasionally it rises over the banks and surrounds the house with water. This year because of the drought I believe we are safe. but I will be posting the rise here, and on my FB Page. Yesterday first, and today, second at about 8 am. And yes, that is a tree floating by in the second shot. 3/4 of it is probably under water.
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