The creeks are spilling over their banks. I can't normally see the creek from my window, but it's so high that I can now. Fields all over the community look like ponds.
After the drought, rain like this is really welcome. The ground will be better prepared for the crops. I think of my Uncle Al in New Mexico and how he'd be really happy about this rain. I am grateful for it - I am! It's hard being inside ... and for Kris and the guys, doing the work in the rain ... but it's going to be worth it. (I keep telling myself this.)
It doesn't look like a barn-building forecast, but it does look like spring!