Holy kamoly! Water water EVERYWHERE!!! Just pouring outta the sky like, umm…RAIN. All. Week. Long. The meadow is now a lake, the culvert a raging, bank-breeching creek.
Mr. Spouse is putting the studio project on hold while he builds the ark.
Yoo-hoo…goddess of precipitation. This one’s for you, hon…ever hear of moderation?
Lights are flickering. I think I’ll cut this short before I get cut short. Going to take the weekend off while I’m at it. But I’ll be back Monday.
And if I’m not, it means the connection floated away. Or we’re without power.
Now in case you’re in drought mode, here’s something to remind you what it’s like….