A Rainy Drought

Well, here we are, still in the middle of what some are calling the worst drought in North Carolina history… and it’s raining. For the second straight week in a row. I guess I should be out stomping around in the mud, doing a praise dance to the gods for sending us this fruitful rain, but I have to admit that it’s getting a bit dreary around here. And, no doubt, when all is said and done, and the rainfall has reached over a foot, they will still come on the news and say that we are on restricted water use due to a drought.

I think that the rural areas are seeing a lot less rain and that is why there is so much concern. The farmlands and the people like my parents that use well water instead of city water… that’s where the trouble comes in. Of course, mentioning that there really doesn’t seem to be a shortage of rainfall in the midst of drought is almost like mentioning that you don’t go to church or that the Bible is not necessarily the be all end all of God’s work. It’s almost blasphemous to doubt the drought. So instead, I’ll stand in the rain and sigh, wondering when the rainy drought might get back to a sunny and beautiful one.