56 Days

At The Homestead, we've been waiting for rain since the 18th of May.  In anticipation of it, I began singing to Ellen, in my Bob Dylan voice, "It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall."  Something must have worked.  When I got back to my computer today after a day in the woods near Steamboat Springs, Colorado, I had an email from Valerie.  The subject line:  Hard Rain.  Yep, after 56 days of scorching sun, we got rain in Parowan.