
And you know what happened? The sun came out.

Figures. Now that we WANT it to rain, to see how the barrels function, it will probably be dry for a week. Maybe I'll get to put the clothes out on the line tomorrow, after all. My cat, Singha, seems to be happy that the rain stopped. He's rolling all around, wanting a belly rub.


And my hubby is having a pipe break while sitting in front of our huge rhododendron.

Next on the honey-do list? Chicken tractor!
2 comments:
my daddy looks all distinguished! :)
HA! I didn't know that was you. Your dad looks like he's being attacked by a killer rhodie.
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