Come again another day, Went to bed and he bumped his head, And couldn't get up in the morning...
What a head injury has to do with the weather is beyond me, but I am well and truly tired of our rainy days.
Last night we stacked quite a lot of the wood pile, with still more to do. When you can only do things after work, and after supper, it doesn't give you a lot of time (and before you are eaten alive by the bugs).
On Sunday, daughter and I got the vegetable garden in. I thought I was late (again), but honestly the ground has been cool and the nights have been cooler, so I think not putting it in until now hasn't been the worst thing. It has received two steady rains since being put in, so no worries about watering it. I am sitting here at 7:06 a.m. drinking my morning coffee, reading blogs which is my routine before work and I have the door open, with the cats on the other side of the screen door, laying on chairs on the porch, the rain falling steadily. Today was supposed to be the next level of track and field meet (after the regionals). It has now been cancelled due to the rain. Our own school level meet was delayed a day due to the rain.
I just heard a mourning dove call. My silly chickens are out in the rain.
My hair will be huge today.
It would be a perfect day to curl up under a light blanket, sheltered on the porch, and finish reading my book. I don't think I can use that as an excuse for not going in to work.
Scintillating post today.