I had a great bunch of people in my EEO workshop today. While I taught, the storm clouds moved in and they opened up as I left Flagstaff.
A pounding rain; the sort that causes even the most reckless drivers to slow down.
By the time I reached Camp Verde and turned up the mountain near the General Crook Trail (the scene of a lot of history in the days when General Crook was chasing Geronimo) the clouds were low and beautiful but the rain was relentless.
It's good to be home. I wonder how the San Francisco Peaks will look tomorrow.