Whelmed by the Rain

A storm front moved into the Indianapolis area Thursday evening 

and has been with us since, clouding the day, drenching

folks as they run to their cars from work, making splotches on

clothes, and pounding the heavily laden rose bushes until all

the petals fall into the mulch. I took this photo at around 7:45 in

the evening as the storm front approached the city

People admired the huge thunderhead, 

but they didn't want to be under it.

Water

How much we need, how much we get, is such a delicate balance, like the colors in this picture. So far this season, just about every other day has been cloudy. Last summer, we had drought conditions, the thunderheads of anticipated storms passing just to the north, lightning within the clouds serving only to accentuate the heat.

This year, we would, if possible, share some of our rainfall with the people in the Southwest and Florida, to put out the brush fires and save their homes from burning.  Folks along the Missouri and Mississippi Rivers have, once again, been losing their homes to flooding. I'm sure they want the rivers to retreat to their banks. A lot of this can be attributed to our human conceits, attempting to impose controls that have, in many cases, reached up to bite us in the ass. Have we gone too far to ever achieve some sort of happy medium?