I live in a high desert. Last time I looked, we got 15 inches of moisture a year. And usually some of that is made up of snow in the winter that swirls, drifts and blows around until it is deposited into downwind areas and creeks and draws. Which is good, as that is where we get our water to fill our dams and water holes and lakes. Water is a precious thing around here and farther west. People have fought and died in the past for it.
So when we get rain I always thank the Lord. Without it we could not survive and live the lives we do or run the livestock we do. But there seem to always be those who whine and complain when we get showers or a real good rain because it causes them an inconvenience. That just makes me angry.
Who are they to second guess the Good Lord?
Sure, they might get some rain on their hay and make it too wet to bale or make it of less value, or maybe they can’t combine their wheat quite as quick as they would like, but overall, I think the Lord has a better idea of what we need.
I mowed and baled my road ditch for hay. Small square bales so I can stack them inside a shed to keep them from getting wet or snowed under. This winter it will be well worth the sweat and work involved to have them there. In a blizzard I will have hay I can put out in the corrals to the livestock. Or if I just need to feed a small amount to a horse or two or some calves that are being weaned, they can be real handy. But it rained on the hay, a little. No problem, I just let it dry out and then raked it again and baled it. Now it has rained on them twice, just a little, after the hay was baled. That will make them slightly less valuable for feed as it will drop the protein or maybe make some mold. But I will still take the rain when it comes. And I will not grumble, complain or cuss the inconvenience of a rain, no matter what. In my 52 years of living here, I have seen more dusty days than muddy and mud dries up shortly. Dust stays along time and causes way more problems. After all, who am I, a tiny little speck of a man to curse a blessing the Good Lord has sent me!
I am not talking about floods or devastating storms that cause people to lose crops they can’t afford to lose, tho’ there is a sorry insurance plan for that. And I am not talking about other parts of the world where they get lots of rain and it makes it very hard to get their crops in or out. I am just talking this small chunk of high plains desert where I live. And I don’t suppose any one cares too much what I think. And I guess that’s alright. As long as God knows how I think, I guess that is all that really matters. 🙂
Dennisranch 
Yeah, no kidding rain is valuable. We get about the same amount of moisture yearly – and it rarely comes on a convenient schedule. Some people are never happy and never learn!
Amen!! We’ll take moisture any time we can get it!!
It seems funny..because, as dreadful as it stops us from working….I love the mere thought of rain and living in drought country.. I, too, thank the Lord for the magnificent gift of it.
Sometimes we forget who is in charge! We have been getting quite a bit of rain this year..even the cooperate farmers have stopped their irrigators…that is something that just doesn’t happen often in these parts.
I am starting a week of horses and some old farming photos over at Forgotten Old Photos..you might have something to add or correct me on..I appreciate your comments:)
Amen, Robert…and it does no good to stress about it, anyway! From the Hagakure: Book of the Samurai:
“There is something to be learned from a rainstorm. When meeting with a sudden shower, you try not to pet wet and run quickly along the road. But doing such things as passing under the eaves of houses, you still get wet. When you are resolved from the beginning, you will not be perplexed, though you still get the same soaking. This understanding extends to everything.”