The only good part about summer in Las Vegas is monsoon season. We get a little bit of humidity and, every so often, a good old soaking rain. But, these past few days have been a doozy; Las Vegas is actually getting hit by a tropical storm! Yes, a tropical storm in the desert. Ivo made his landfall in Baja California and has been making his way across the southwest for a few days, leading to more rain in Vegas than I have ever seen.
Now, luckily for us, we were smart enough to buy a house in the foothills, which means we are higher up in elevation AND on a hill; all the rainwaters just flow right past us. But they have to end up somewhere, right? All of these shots were taken less than 10 minutes from our house, on roads we drive almost every day.
Grand Canyon/Grand Teton intersection
SkyPointe Drive near 95 and Horse
Grand Teton and Hualapai
Grand Teton near Oso Blanco
Ft. Apache and Brent
This is US 95, looking north . . . the way my husband travels to work every day. Very, very thankful he had yesterday off, as the road was completely shut down due to high water.
And what were we doing during all this flooding? Having a "tropical storm in the desert" party on our backporch! We snuggled up and watched the rain . . .
. . . and played in it (when the thunder and lightning stopped, of course!).
The only party pooper was Oskar, who hid under the chair and sulked because he hates the rain.
The good Lord also gave us a pretty spectacular sunset as well, even despite the clouds.
Thanks for the rain, Lord. Keep it coming. :)
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