I will not be able to work outside this morning.
When I look out the windows this is what I see.
It has been so dry, we had begun to water.
This was a valuable rain, as I now consider water to be
the "new gold".
Maybe I am paranoid after last summer's drought.
But it came, and none too soon.
We had a line of multiple booming, flashing, thunderstorms and hard rain moving through the garden during the night and early morning. It was noisy. I snuggled deeper, and slept dreamily. It reminded me of Celia Thaxter's little poem:
More babies in the nest.
If you have never read her little book,
An Island Garden by Celia Thaxter
With charming illustrations by Childe Hassam
complete with garden diagram and plant list,
it can be found here where you can read it on your computer. It is worth at least a quick look. An Island Garden