Rain, rain, go away
come again some other day.
April showers bring May flowers...
Once upon a time I'd fervently sing the first even while I deeply believed in the truth of the second. It never occurred to me the two could be either contradictory or linked. I was a child and questioned little that arrived wrapped in either a catchy tune or a rhyme.
After I became an adult, and especially after I began to garden, the nonsensical nature of both rhymes were fully revealed. These rhymes simply don't apply, at least when it comes to life in the Lone Star state.
Because everywhere in Texas, when it comes to rain, there is no "other day". And as for May flowers, well....
|Didn't wait for May, or rain|
|Nope - these guys didn't wait either|
|I planted native milkweed seed here knowing I'd have to hand water the area for weeks with no guarantee of germination|
|Pink Evening Primrose patch-to-be (also not waiting)|