It rained today.
It has been a while since I could say that. We are in the midst of a historic drought in northeast Nebraska . People are comparing it to the 50′s or even the 30′s. We limped through last year, using all of the reserve soil moisture and depending on irrigation to keep the pasture alive and receptive to the few rains we did get. This winter has been equally dry and disappointing, from a moisture standpoint.
I am not a fan of winter, but I would have endured a few blizzards and some snow in order to get some moisture into the soil. No such luck. We couldn’t even get a proper blizzard in this drought, despite some optimistic weather warnings from the local meteorologists.
It has been raining off and on all day. I have also recently re-committed to exercising and try to get out and run most days each week. At first, I thought that the cold rain would give me an excuse to stay inside tonight. Of course, the clouds parted and hubby encouraged me to get out and run while he was doing chores. I did that, only to be greeted with a nasty substance that was either small hail or really large sleet.
As usual, our faithful puppy accompanied me on this run. At several points during our adventure, she deliberately threw herself into the water flowing down the road ditch. I might mention that the ambient temperature on our run today was 38 degrees (F). It seemed rather cold and pointless to me to play in icy water, but she had a great time.
Then it dawned on me…puppy is only a year old. I do not think she has ever seen a puddle before…