Of rain and no time
So busy, as usual, and being washed out... as usual. All it does is rain and rain and rain. After several years of drought, we're waaaay above average for rainfall. Every time I put a seed in dirt, the deluge comes. Herb garden, gone, washed downhill. Many of the containers were flooded over the rims. So I planted herb garden 2.0 yesterday... which, of course, means that it's raining today. Le sigh. P put up the laundry line and I managed to wash and dry exactly two loads of laundry before the rain came back. On the upside, the cucumbers did sprout.
Though, sadly, some birds have taken a shine to the watermelon sprouts and have eaten all but a couple of them :(
The cukes don't look too bad.... so far.
When not dealing with the rain, we have the neighbor beasts to contend with. They haven't jumped the fence or anything, but they bark and bark and bark. At everything. That moves. Squirrels. Rabbits. Birds. Us. It is soooooo annoying. Worst of all, whenever a fire truck goes by (and we live not too far, and certainly within hearing distance of, a major thoroughfare, so this is a regular, every night, sort of occurrence), they hooooowl and howl and howl.
And they are NEVER brought inside. Rain or shine, cold or heat. You can't really see it here, but they are both dreadlocked.
