Well, we have been waiting all month and it’s finally here. A downpour. We left for church at 7:45 and the rain gauge sat at zero. The storm started in Mass, by the time we got home at 10:45 it read almost 1 1/2 inches, and the rain was still coming down.
I started a garden in late March with some okra, tomatoes, peppers, cucumbers, beets, radishes, turnips, carrots and greens. Randy has gotten to laugh at me quite a few days, as I have had to go out to water my fledgling garden. This rain is wonderful for it. Sort of…I am sitting down to post this since we got cell service again this since the rain kept us in. I checked on my garden during a break in the rain and boy did it take a beating. The rain gauge is now coming up on 3 inches and the rain is still coming down. I think this falls under the category of be careful what you wish for!
My fishing holes needed water too. The water in both ponds has been lowering, but fishing is still good. The sac-a-lait have pretty much stopped biting(that turns out to be seasonal) and the really large bass elude me (that’s going to take practice), but the catfish, perch and smaller bass cooperate nicely, thank you very much. Usually rain makes the fish bite–we will have to try!
Laugh of the week: We had to go vote yesterday on a local bond measure. The nice lady at the polling place started asking us where we lived and if we were new. After the requisite invite to attend her church, she asked the big question: “where are y’all from?” When we replied California, her response was, “Well bless your hearts.”