Going through the motions for some rain in Sandy UT.
The temperature has dropped a little, dark clouds appear, the rustle of hot breezes, dimming of light. All these few things together might signal the approach of rain.
We need some; we are due some; we want some.
All for a few drops before the light breaks through again.
Fooled once more.
At least the mountains are still dark. Perhaps a storm later. Plenty of lightening, so anything is possible.
If we go through the preparations often enough, something is sure to haappen.
I could resort to praying for rain. According to my father, a farmer, if I go that route, and fail to carry an umbrella, then I am a hypocrite.
I always take my umbrella.