We set the last set of water under the treat of an approaching rain storm
The wind whipped a series of fast moving showers all around us throughout the Uncompahgre (Un-come-pah-gray—accent on the pah) Plateau; along the canyons between us and Grand Junction–the Roubidoux, Esclante, Dominguez Canyons, then soaking the desert separating Delta from Grand Junction.
Stunningly beautiful fast moving rain!
At one point the late sun broke through just long enough to illuminate some of the rain drops south of us to look like a faint rainbow!
I’m not picky. I’ll take anything that looks like a rainbow, even for a few moments in time.
Then as nighttime arrived lightning whipped the Plateau, wind beat our area, and thunder hammered the heavens way over there on the Uncompaghre.
Boomer and both cats came in, to lay as close to me as possible.
Lightening slithered along the canyons and gullies on the Plateau, with distant drumbeats of thunder sounding loud [here]. It must have sounded like the roll call of the end of the world up there on the Uncompahgre.
Although rain seethed around us the skies only sprinkled on us—not even turning the ground to mud…just damp.
This morning we woke to rinsed skies, cooler temperatures, with thick gray clouds hanging in bunches, waiting to mush together at some future point in time.
They say by Friday this flurry of small intense storms will be gone from our area; the heat and sun will return.
These little reprieves from fierce sun and heat are good for the soul. (Just like warm/spring-like days in the middle of winter).
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,