A good rainfall has become so infrequent these last few years in AZ, even during hte monsoon. I love a good downpour, something I experienced alot of in Houston. It's cathartic, like a drawn out, snot gushing, wailing crying session! (Now that was a beautiful picture to paint!) Anyhow, so when rain does come, we go out and do our own rain dance which I think every child should experience.
Of course it usually ends in mud!
I had to get a shot of their 'brown socks'! We hosed them down in the back and hauled them in for a warm bath in the end. The memories make it worth it. Thanks be to the humidity, clouds and rain! And finally, thanks be to childhood!
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