It's raining in California. Those are words I haven't said very often in a long time - four years to be exact. That's how long we've been in a drought.
Our reservoirs, lakes, aquifers, snowpacks, rivers and streams are depleted. The news is dire in almost every part of the state.
Mark Twain is credited with the comment, "Whiskey is for drinking, water is for fighting." In California, there's been a lot of fighting over water.
But when it rains, a proverbial rainbow of hope appears. The hills turn green, the rivers start to flow, snow falls in the Sierra Nevada and the mood lightens.
The other day I was in the garden after a heavy rain turning the soil and lo and behold, look at that worm.
It made me smile. I wanted to pick it up, look it in the eye and say thank you - thank you for keeping the soil alive even in the most difficult situations.
But earthworms don't have eyes. They're basically just a giant intestine. They keep moving through the soil, turning it over with their progress, keeping the soil rich in nutrients. They're not fast, but they're effective. For that I'm grateful.
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