The smell of rain

It is a joyous occasion when it rains in the desert.  The trees at our home are native cedars and it rained last night and the air this morning leaves us feeling happy and calm with the scent of the wet cedars.  when it rains here I find myself going out onto the porch and watch it come down.  In Maine where it rains a lot, I stood at the apartment window and watched the rain fall..  Out in Maine they have rivers, steams, brooks, creeks, puddles, ponds, lakes and I really failed to know the difference but to  a Mainer, there is a definite difference.  To me it was either flowing water or standing water and compared to the desert, a body of water is a marvelous thing to behold.  It got my attention every time.
Yesterday was the superbowl and in the paper there were a number of local people who gave their opinons as to which team will win.  Mostly they projected the San Francisco 49'ers to win but the Baltimore Ravens barely squeaked by.  Bill watched the game, I watched the commercials and in between the commercials I did genealogical research on the internet.  I do not understand American Football.
I received my packet of information ready for my surgery next week.  There are a number of companies that supply appliances to help us keep our heads down while healing from the surgery.  It is hard to narrow it down to which one will be the best and most helpful - cost effectiveness is not one of the questions that comes up.  It is my eye that is being surgically invaded and fixed and I want the best possible help for my sight to be restored.