low ceiling cloud cover

It's raining! It's so nice to even hear it soak the earth, slowly, gently and consistently. We've been parched and the well is now choking up turbid brown and orange murk that has to pass for water. The stresses of dry for me are always sharper than the stresses of wet.

The grass will grow and need cutting again. The pumpkins will jump a weight class with this rain. It's only going to be 20mm or so by the time it's over, but it's welcome none the less for being a modest amount.

The fog is hanging in the trees behind the barn as if we were touching the clouds on some mountain hike and still the rain is steadily soaking everything. The chickens look lame when they are wet. It's like when you see a wet cat. Both are best as dry animals.

Thunder rolling, the smells of the dog days of summer all wet, rolling in the open windows. I just want to take a chaise and lie outside.
May you all be bulging with the produce of you gardens.

If anyone wants cucumbers, we've had our share. If you want to pick, you need to be prompt and frequent. :D
Cheers!