And the Rain, Rain, Rain Came Down, Down, Down

I knew we were in for a doozy when it all began with that howling wind last night. It took great restraint, but I refrained from slipping into Auntie Em mode and delivering my academy award winning line:

LOOK, Henry! There’s a storm coming!

That was mostly due to the fact no one was here to wildly applaud my performance.

The arrival of the inevitable downpour was accompanied by thunder and lightning—and marble-sized hail this morning. It just kept raining and raining and raining. Since West Michigan is on Spring Break this week, I suspect the deluge was welcomed with scowling expressions and colorful expletives rather than open arms. But I, for one, was ecstatic. Though no multicolored arc was found in the sky when the sun finally broke through the clouds, I discovered the next best thing … puddles! I’ve been anxiously waiting for cats and dogs weather as I knew it would produce big, deep, reflective pools. Although I was tempted to surrender to the kid in me and splash in them, I instead turned to my camera and shutterbug alter ego.  I’m sure I was just as entertaining to those wondering why the crazy girl was taking pictures of asphalt in a parking lot. 

And, fortunately, I didn't get run over by a beer truck.