It finally rained Photo by R L Raymond, August 2, 2026 The waft of petrichor had lied to us a few times before. Eyes to the darkening sky, we hoped the rain would actually come. Grass crinkled at the prospect; trees breathed in anticipation; people sat on the porch, giddy with excitement. Yet, for weeks, naught but a few droplets cratered into the dust, absorbed, disappeared. Then nothing.…