Thunder

Well, the thunder and the rain has finally arrived. At long last we are getting a good rain. I think it has been everywhere but here. Of course, like everyone else, it all comes at once. Used to be April showers meant May flowers and that was true. I am sure I remember April being very wet, but only a little at a time. It was indeed a month of showers, not thunderstorms. And the flowers bloomed in May, not in Jan or March. I remember May Day, picking flowers from the gardens next door and making baskets and then putting them on the door handle and ringing the doorbell and running away to watch the people come for them. It was a joyous delight to make the baskets and then go across to cut old fashioned roses from the Shultzes hedge and maiden hair fern from the back alley. My, they made pretty baskets, all wet with dew and smelling good. That was a fun old tradition. Spent days before weaving paper baskets. I remember being really put out if it rained that day and the baskets sat wilting waiting for the storm to pass. I do remember we had storms in May, but not April...just showers. Today it is May and we are finally having rain and I am very glad to see it. Perhaps it isn't too late for the farmers and hopefully there won't be any hail to go with it. Now, I think I will go out and splash in the puddles.
Well, I spoke too soon. It seems the tornado sirens went off and as they are only 2 blocks away, you would think I could have heard them, but the wind was blowing so hard and the rain so heavy that we did not hear them. Fortunately we have a perfect storm shelter in the shop, the old vault, but it won't do much good if we don't know when to go to it. Probably should have realized from looking out the window that it would be a good idea. Maybe later I will go play in the puddles.