Lately, we have been a little preoccupied with the weather. First, we got excited about any old cloud that would cross our paths. No rain.
Then, we started obsessively watching the radar and checking the weather reports several times a day. Still no rain.
We even unplugged the extension cords to the chicken fans a few times, to no avail. Still. No. Rain.
THEN! FINALLY! Last Thursday, not only did it rain, but it poured. The streets were flooded four lanes across, lightning and thunder sizzled and boomed until we were sure our hair should be standing on end, and our rain barrel runneth over.
We and the creatures are happy.
Armed with our renewed sense of hope, we decided to finish planning out our backyard. Mind you, we still have a watering and new landscaping ban in place, but where there was once dead grass and dust on our shoes, there is now greened up weeds and dew in the morning. Surely, our spell of bad luck is over.
Chris’ drawing is quite lovely:
Mine is a little more… free-form. But look! Purple, pink, orange, and yellow plantings circling the bench/picnic table. I love the idea of painting in flowers/plants.