Yesterday, we got our first really big rain.

I was driving across NM in the afternoon and saw hail, torrential rain, and line after line of thunderstorms, punctuated occasionally by rainbows. By the time, I turned south off I-10, I felt like I was a part of Stormchasers crew heading into the eye of the storm.

It was the first time there was enough water that we didn’t think it was safe to drive the Mini down Sunrise, so I left it at the gate on 80.

While I was waiting for Brad to pick me up in the truck, I heard the oddest chorus of crying frogs. It sounded like I was deep in the rainforest. (And where are all these frogs when there is no rain?)

I got up this morning to go take a picture of the river running through the bottom of our driveway, but by then it was gone. It is amazing how fast the land here soaks up so much water.