As a “newbie” in Mexico, and raised in the wet Pacific Northwest, I was astonished when the librarian at the American School where I worked predicted the exact date of the beginning of the rainy season (St. Anthony’s Day). The rains actually began on that day! The downpours were so regular (every afternoon and again in the middle of the night) that picnics could be planned around them. This was definitely not the case in Seattle where nearly every picnic that I can remember was rained upon.
Recent hot and muggy weather has had us all panting for those glorious rains to begin but we all know that they aren’t due until the Feast of Saint Anthony (June 13) and there hadn’t been a lot of signs that they would come on schedule. Right on time, good ol’ Tony came through just after midnight on his special day and the sound of thunder and the patter of rain on the roof was music to my ears … not just music, but an entire celestial symphony. Happy rainy season!
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