Now it looks like this.
Look at the rain sheeting off that front porch roof!
Jesus. I hope the DUCKS don't drown.
Even Maurice is disturbed by amount of water falling from the sky.
What a week. What a long, long week. But here it is Friday and I doubt we'll float away. And the garden and the trees and all of the plants will get good soakings. Let's just hope none of the trees, heavy-laden with all the water, take it upon themselves to fall over.
Speaking of trees, things are already budding up around here and it is so premature. It's still January and we're bound to get a few more freezing nights. But I've seen Redbud blooming and Japanese Magnolias are swelling and so are azaleas. This could turn out to be a very funky spring with nipped buds and no blooms. It happens.
All right. Time to get busy and accomplish something. I'm a little fuzzy on what that might actually be but it might involve some housework and some...uh. I'm not sure.
It's a day that would be finely spent in bed reading or watching old Rolling Stones videos or sitting on the couch and knitting. Or better yet, curled up in bed with my sweetie. Too bad he has to work.
Maybe I'll make egg salad.
The rain has slacked again but thunder rumbles off to the southeast. Another band of the storm announces its arrival.
How's the weather where you are?
Happy Friday, y'all.