Singing and Dancing in the Rain

It is often said that we crave for things that we don’t have… it’s part of our human psyche.

I grew up in the high desert in central Oregon.  Rain was not common there.  Summers would bring impressive thunderstorms. The air would smell fresher.  The dust would settle.  The high desert refreshed with a cool drink of heavenly rain.  Now I live in western Oregon.  The rains of western Oregon keep the fields green and the forests alive and flourishing.  It rains… but not as much as you might think.

This year has been a long dry summer.  The parched forests and valleys are showing the evidence of the lack of moisture.  Fire season has been brutal here in the west.  We crave rain.

Beloved monumental forests are being devoured by raging fires, some started with natural causes, some started by the actions of careless humans.  The picturesque Gorge, the…