Gris-gris announced the rain this morning, with great excitement, either because he knew we needed it or because he couldn't remember what rain was. He flew up the stairs, not soaking, but definitely wet. Well, perhaps six more weeks of winter is not a bad thing for our dry gardens, and low reservoirs. I am taking some of the credit for these showers by having re-installed my table and chairs on the back porch yesterday. They were retired to the basement for the winter, but the balmy Saturday conditions made me bring them back up. Why didn't I do this a month ago? I'm leaving them up.
There was a great relief in turning over the calendars to February, I've made it through November, December, and January, my least favorite months of the year. And opening the Saturday morning sporting green to baseball news put a smile on my face.
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