Someone posted on Facebook that friends coming down from the North had brought the rain with them. I don't care how it happened, but it's been raining since about 8pm last night and I'm very grateful. When I chanced to wake up a couple of times during the night, I heard the soft drip of rain and slipped right back into cozy sleep. There's just something about sleeping to the sound of the rain, isn't there? I'm sure the trees are relishing this little bit of moisture - even my lawn already looks greener. (Probably just my imagination, but hey...) This won't end our drought, of course, but we so needed this.
Jypsy has not squawked once about going outside. Usually by now she's bugging me to let her out. Instead she's snoozing in a new box she's adopted as her 'bed du jour'. (I'd take a picture, but the box is on it's side on the floor and is more like a cave with her way at the back on some bubble wrap...doubt it would produce anything but a black hole...) I should follow suit, but I have too much to do today. None of which I've started. Something about the rain has slowed me down too. Kinda nice.
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