We had a few minutes of a fast-moving rain storm before sunrise. When the sun came up, everything was wet and we saw real clouds for the first time in weeks. The air was muggy and still, filled with the odors of cattle and dust. It still felt good to me, as I walked around barefoot enjoying every drop of rain water I could touch. I imagined I heard the sighs of thousands of trees as they stood motionless. The cedars and junipers give a facade of green to hide the stressed hardwoods. Maybe when the drought breaks we’ll get enough rain to assure our treasured crop of bluebonnets in the spring. I hope so … it could happen!