Mean rain in July,
How happy am I!
So, it's August. I made up this little poem last week -- when it was still July -- and some clouds rolled across pretending like they might give us some rain. But how do I rhyme August? This photo is from this morning, and it is raining lightly. I was getting ready to take a basket of clothes out to the line to dry, when I heard the welcome sound of rain pitty patting on the garage roof.
|A damp sidewalk.|
Anyway, the reprieve from the heat is welcome. For the first time in more than a month I have shut off the air conditioning and opened the windows.