Leonida sighed as she peered out her door toward Mount Elgon. The air was so clear that, with just a hint of haze high in the sky, she could see far into the distance. No clouds anywhere. Another beautiful day. She shook her head in despair.
Where were the rains? The so-called long rains that would steadily fall for three months or so and produce a good harvest, where were they? They were late, at least compared to last year. The farmers needed the rain—a good three days of it to soak the soil—before they would begin planting. Leonida stepped out into her yard and scanned the sky in all directions. Nothing but blue. Returning to her house, she reported her forecast to her husband: “No rain today.”
It was the ...