Thursday

Rain. Finally. The farmette lands were as dry as something you'd see in a movie about the dust storms. I worried about the root system for many of my perennials. They got what they needed today.

(Hey, I'm a cat! I don't like rain!)

Staying inside means that I do a lot of reading. Not necessarily fun reading.Tedious stuff about a troubled world. Just to make it a totally fun day, I tried out my at-home COVID testing kit. I am one of those unfortunate people who has lots of seasonal allergies, mild cat sneezing, and chronic sinusitis. None of it is a big deal, except, say, during a COVID pandemic because you feel you need to constantly make sure you're free of the virus. I mean, after three vaccines and little contact with the outside world (except for seeing the kids who thankfully have been just fine, as have been their classmates), I'm not too concerned. And still, I do the testing because that is the right thing to do. And again it's negative and again I think about how rotten it is for people whose results do not come out to be negative.

Breakfast. 

No one can work outside. Ed spends the morning on Zoom. His voice carries, even when he closes himself off in the art room, but it's a nice carry. Sort of like being in a coffee shop with people having lively conversations somewhere in the background. And before I know it, it's time to pick up Snowdrop. 

Rain, on an off. Sometimes very on!

Sometimes it pauses.

But not for long. Basically, it's a wet, wet day, with the grand smell of wet leaves and a dampened earth. October aromas. Rich and wonderful.

Toward evening, we see a bit of blue. Snowdrop is tempted to climb her tree but really, everything is just so wet...

We head home.

By the time I return to the farmette,  the clouds are bouncing off to the side. For a while. We'll get more rain, more humidity, more heat and wetness. Tomorrow.