clouds

rain has finally arrived in the valley. proper, drenching rain. the grass has been so dry it is like walking on sticks. it seemed like the heavy black cloud was going to slide by to the south of our valley, as it too often does, so I hiked to the top of the hill to see what was in store for us. though the darkest part of the front did sidestep coolabine, a thick wall of rain dropped over mapleton, through the obi valley, then came to spend the day with us. the raindrops were fat and cool and my heart bunched all up as it soaked through my clothes. I felt like our plants’s desiccated leaves, slurping up the water, filling out and flushing green again. it is hard to concentrate when you are so thirsty. now I am smashing out assessments that have been sitting untouched for weeks. still not sure what my brain function is proportional to; it could just be rain. but maybe it’s general ambiance, or change, or ease of living. when an area is dependent on regular rains like it is here, the struggle to survive becomes apparent pretty quickly during scorching weather. you can really feel the teetering, and it has a psychological effect. you can’t help but end up stressed and anxious and depleted on some level. with the rains yesterday and a drizzly day today, life is back on track, the plants are relieved and so am I