Dear remnants of Gabrielle and the unknown blob,
Thank you very much for all of the rain. We really
appreciated the 5-6” you gave us on Thursday night. The plants and
horses were so happy. The hubby and I really enjoyed talking extremely
loudly to each other over the sound of the rain hitting the tin porch
roof. We really didn’t need to hear the details of the movie that
night. Movies are visual after all. Who needs dialog? Then
you gave us a break to “kinda sorta” dry out yesterday. We
were thankful for the dry spell and the mosquitoes were so happy that they
hatched in droves. Don’t forget the termites that loved the wet weather
too. They were beating their brains out on the screens last night.
I ran around and smashed the few who ventured inside the house.
Then you decided that we haven’t had enough of the wet
stuff so right at sunrise you gave us more rain. But you did switch up the
direction a little bit. The rain splattered through the bedroom windows
onto my forehead. I love raindrops on my head but it is not the best way
to wake up. Thank goodness for coffee and a walk through the former front
yard with the dogs. Today the grass was still there but instead of terra
firma it was a swamp with a nice river running down the driveway. Thank
you for showing me where to plant all of my water thirsty plants! And I
received a great “mud mask” for my toes. Apparently movie
stars pay big money for that spa treatment and you gave me one for free. Thank
you, thank you, thank you but now we need to shut off the waterworks. The
roads are soaked, our formerly dry creek beds have popped their banks strewing
debris on the roads, ponds are appearing in all low lying areas, and front
porch has a leak in the roof. We need sun, we crave sun, and we live here
for sun. Head north and take your tail with you.
Sincerely,
K