Not a Wordless Wednesday today. Rain, however it comes, is a rare thing for Northern Nevada, but rain for four days straight can be considered almost miraculous. It reminds me of living in Georgia. On days like these I loved to curl up with a stack of good books, a giant bag of peanut M&M’s, and read all day long while I listened to the pitter-patter of rain on the roof.
The following four pictures were all taken on Monday. The first three are of the same mountain. This is the view I have out my living room to the west.
This was taken in the morning.
As the day progressed the rain fell more heavily. Here it is early afternoon.
By late afternoon the skies began to clear. See that tiny patch of blue to the south?
Much better. This was our southern view taken at the same time as the photo above.