One of the things I love about West Texas is how people react to rain. I grew up in West Texas and after I moved to East Texas I was amazed at the difference in attitude. Of course, Huntsville averages about 50 inches of rain per year. San Angelo is having a wet year if we get 20 inches. Even in Huntsville, I enjoyed the rain. The Pine trees are so pretty when water beads up on the pine needles. They are also beautiful when the ice storms come through...but it isn't nice when the limbs break with the weight of the ice and take down power lines. Most people in East Texas take rain for granted...and seem to be personally offended if they have to change their plans because of rainy weather.
Now that I have returned to West Texas, I make it a point to get out to go run errands during the rain. (if I don't, I forget how to turn on the windshield wipers) Last week, I went out on a rainy day that had followed sort of a "dreary" period of weather. As I was leaving one store, trying to hold onto my umbrella and my packages when I heard someone yell, "It's raining!" I looked around to see who it was and there was a complete stranger waving and smiling at me. I yelled back, "Isn't it great!" and we both went happily on our way.
We both will, I'm sure, remember that day when July rolls around and there isn't a cloud in the sky.
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