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How to get it to rain in this high desert drought ridden city? Go swimming, of course.

So sisinlaw and fam are away at a dance competition, and we're watching their house. Which means we're swimming in their pool. Because they have no plants or animals. But they have a pool.

Last night we headed over after work, sunscreen, towels, suits, picnic dinner, beer and wine (with plastic cups of course-glass by a pool is dangerous, after all), and the expectation that we'd enjoy a couple of  hours of sun, swimming, relaxation.

But on our way over we noticed a darkening sky to the west, then to the east. Which made us comment that if those two cloud formations hooked up we'd be in trouble.

They hooked up. And there was a scary, swirly cloud happening that actually triggered tornado sirens across the city. We ended up with a 45-minute gully washer that finally cleansed the air and cooled the very hot, very dry earth.

The good news is hubby had just put on his life jacket, but we hadn't yet dropped the kayak into the pool so we could practice wet evacs.

Hauling the kayak out of the pool during a deluge like that would have been a challenge.

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