Rain
The <a href="https://cactusjungle.com/archives/blog/exit.php?url_id=1708&entry_id=1512" title="http://www.azcentral.com/arizonarepublic/opinions/articles/1212quickhit-ingley12.html" onmouseover="window.status=’http://www.azcentral.com/arizonarepublic/opinions/articles/1212quickhit-ingley12.html’;return true;" onmouseout="window.status=”;return true;">Arizona desert perks up</a> after it rains.<br /><br /><div style="margin-left: 40px;"><span style="font-style: italic;">As a metaphor for hope and renewal, there’s nothing quite like rain in the desert. Just two weeks ago, after a string of brutally dry months, the cactus pads were shriveled. The virtually indestructible creosote had brown brittle leaves. Smaller plants such as bursage were reduced to bundles of sticks. Then came the rain. The desiccated moss on rocks burst into brief life. Within days, tiny leaves appeared on plants that looked dead. And the cactus plumped out.<br />
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– Kathleen Ingley, editorial writer</span><br /></div><br />And we find that the entire nursery is so pretty when a sunny day follows some heavy rains. On the other hand, rain after rain just makes me soggy. Oh, and the plants too.<br /><br /><br />
