stormy weather ... been raining all the time

I live in the Rocky Mountain desert, where recent precipitation has been a glorious godsend. There are plants (and weeds!) blooming all over my yard that most likely have not seen the light for years. Depending on whom you ask, you'll get a varying answer to the question, "How long was the drought?" Sources tell me that it's been 7-8 years. In that time, this area (northern New Mexico) has seen prodigious development. A troubling intersection, wouldn't you say?

No, most wouldn't say. In early May when it was still very cold and snowing/raining every few days, the sky a fit of lightning and thunder and the color of a bruise, I often got into conversations with people who had had just about enough of this wet weather. "Where's the sun?" They cried. "It's too cold. I'm tired of these boots!" "I feel for the gardeners."

I was much more polite than I should have been: "It will be dry and hot soon enough, " I said. Most of these people have lived here forever and know what trouble a lack of water brings for a thirsty desert land that's facing rapid growth. Yet, they can't see past their own desires for sun and warmth and sandals. It's shocking.

I overheard two people talking about Memorial Day weekend and its forecast and how wasn't it just like Mother Nature to throw a wrench in it and deliver rain. I, for one, would be grateful if it rained on any picnic or parade I might be attending this weekend.