Between the Raindrops


 

Sure, I could complain about the endless rain we have had since April. I could also blame my day-job and my supervisor for sucking all the life out of me. Heck, I could even blame my congestive heart failure... any one of these things would make life a drag. But lately... I have had zero motivation to write. Even less motivation to cook. And barely enough motivation (or dry shoes) to work in the garden.

For a moment, suspend disbelief that it has rained at least part of nearly every day since the last week of April. We aren't building an ark, but the frogs have requested life jackets. We have had a few days where the sun appeared, but then it rained. Mowing the lawn has caused rooster-tails of water to shoot out from our mower. Getting stuck in the muck is a very real possibility.

Why mention this:

Because I tend to not take a lot of photos when it's raining. 

Additionally: if it's dry, I really want to take advantage of that dry-time to get stuff done.

That said, here's a couple photos from the garden.



 

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