Water, Water Everywhere

We humans have such a love/hate affair with water. We’re either doing rain dances to end a drought or complaining about basements flooding from the 7" of rain over the past week. Did you ever hear someone say, “That was just the right amount of rain”? Well, maybe, but not often.

It strikes me that water is so essential to life and yet so quick to bring death to hundreds, even thousands in disasters like Hurricane Katrina and the recent cyclone in Myanmar. I can only imagine what it might be like to see a huge wave of water approaching with no place to find safety. That would be my worst nightmare.

There’s a certain helpless feeling even when you encounter a broken pipe or a flooding basement. After years of wringing out towels, we finally invested in a wet-vac just in case.

But what about the month when we will be away in Italy? What if it continues to rain? Or worse yet, we have another freaky accident like the one several weeks ago that threatened to inundate our kitchen. I picture Kimy’s relative’s house with 4' of standing water and water coming out the doors and windows. Yikes!

Already the rain is actually stopping and the flooded streets are becoming passable once again. We’ll dry out the umbrellas for the next deluge. And if it doesn’t rain for a few weeks, I’m sure someone will be complaining.

Meanwhile I feel indebted to the Weather Gods for providing one of the nicest days of the Spring for our Maypole dance. It was sunny, warm, and rain-free, something we haven’t seen a lot of since that day.