One of the perks of living in a desert should be that its residents need not cope with an overabundant amount of moisture; after all, it's a desert. Not, mind you, that I don't remember the drought years. The years where we were required to carefully monitor our bath water usage, where we were severely scolded if we left the sink running a second too long...
But I'm wondering where, exactly, my June is. Where is my sunshine? Where is my late spring and my sprouting sunflowers and my happy, happy brightness? Where is it?
It's been raining here. Rather a lot. And while, with the best of 'em, I dearly love a good rainstorm...well, you know what they say about too much of a good thing.
I want my Utah back!
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