Saturday, July 30, 2022

The mother of all rains

Rain in the southwest is far different from other places. Monsoon season is upon us. Last night the looming clouds rolled over the house and gave a prediction of what was about to happen. Strange clouds they were lit up red on the bottom from sunshine that managed to creep under them. 

 Then with trumpet blast the storm let loose. A sediment pond and catchment basin is part of our backyard. It is a small pond about 25 feet by 100 feet. Normally it is bone dry. The pond filled instantly and water washed the front yard and side yard into the backyard. 

Flash Floods are a phenomenon to see. Years ago near Tucson Kadizzle got to see water two feet deep in a wall roar down a stream near the Catalina Mountains. We were stuck in our camp spot for two days until the water receded. 

Looking at the desert landscape one would think the water would sink into the sand, not so, the water runs right off, and moves the sand with it. We put tons of denigrated granite all over the yard, now it is all over everywhere. 

So today will be cleanup day. Mrs. Kadizzle is out there now, she could not wait. There is enough clay in this dirt to make a very special mud that you could make pots out of right now. Kadizzle often wondered where the natives got the mud for their pots. The question has been answered. 

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