I have never seen rain come down with such power and volume. I was rendered breathless as I watched and listened.
Then as suddenly as it began, the rain came to a stop. Before long the sun poked its way through again, illuminating the valley floor, now richly red, and reflecting off the rivulets that streamed from the mesa tops.
The thrill of watching a storm rage through this magical place
is something I will never forget...
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