Thursday, May 23, 2013

A Big Umbrella Over Us

We just got back from three days in Vermont for our anniversary. Lovely time at the Grafton Inn. It poured buckets of rain up there, with major thunderstorms rolling through over a couple days. Wow. It came down hard, a lot of rain in two separate storms. We drove home in rain, and were still getting pelted all through Massachusetts this morning.

The whole three days we were there the doppler map showed storm systems rolling through Connecticut too. I did not water anything before we left, knowing our area was forecast to get soaked.

The last rain we got was a quarter inch two weeks ago (well, 13 days ago) so I was relieved to know we'd get something at last, after such a dry spring.

But it didn't happen. Official records show more than half an inch fell at the airport, 8 miles away, but my yard got nothing. Not a lesser amount --- simply nothing.

The birdbath is down to scum after three days and the rain gauge doesn't have a drop in it.


After two weeks with no rain, and only a quarter inch before that, the first thing I need to do now that we are home is go out and water the new saplings. And I need to water the containers, which dried out over three days since I had expected them to get well soaked while we were away.

Today is cloudy and stormy and threatening, and doppler maps show bands of rain all moving over New England, except for over Hartford and Bloomfield.

Once again the impending rain on this map is actually moving north toward Albany and will miss us, just as all the other massive green blobs of rain did for three days. The green blob above in Massachusetts came through from the west, staying entirely to the north of us.

We're a tiny state. How hard would it be to get a rain storm to move a few miles over and deliver the rain that all the other states get from each storm coming through?

It's like there is a big umbrella plonked in the left upper corner of our state that shields us from absolutely any kind of precipitation, over and over. And even when the airport station gets some rain, another smaller umbrella shields us just a few miles away.

I noticed this dry bubble over north central Connecticut in other years, and I noticed we would be completely dry when the airport nearby got a good soaking, but thought it was just an anomaly or just me complaining over nothing.  It isn't. Our pocket of land just below Penwood forest and just under Talcott Mountain Ridge is truly in a defined rain shadow.