After praying for any type of moisture for almost three months we got rain yesterday. I went out last evening to check on my chickens and collect eggs to find them already in the coop, which at 5p.m. in the evening is a strange occurrence. It did not take me long to figure out why they were already tucking in for the night when the sky opened up and started to pour down that most wonderful of occurrences, rain. It was a mad dash back to the house for me with a basket full eggs, but one that I was happy to make.
The rain stayed around through the night. It was what the hubby calls a grass rain: soft, slow, long rain that soaks into the ground and gives that first spring grass the jump that it needed. The rain even stayed around long enough for me to get up early and sit on the deck off our bedroom and watch the day start and the animals at the barn yard enjoy the wet morning.
The weather is calling for more rain through the weekend, so we are praying for that to come and continue to help give us a good start to our year. I know we are not the only ones who are praying hard for rain and if your place is still in need of moisture you will be in our prayers and thoughts.