Right now, at this very moment. Passed the evening at a cafe in Decatur's Oakhurst neighborhood called Kavarna, and when we noticed the rain people literally went outside to look at it.
Used to be that I only got excited about things falling from the sky when it was snow. Now, water causes similar feelings of joy and awe. This little soaking won't end the drought, but I think I heard my lawn pop open a bottle of champaign.